Strait Is the Gate to All That Come

Strait is the gate to all that come

And nar­row is the way

Which leads unto the heav’n­ly home

Where yet is room for thee

Where yet is room for thee.

In Heav’n

where God His own shall take

There’s al­so room for thee.

In Je­sus’ name

for Je­sus’ sake

The gates shall op­ened be

The gates shall op­ened be.

Where thou­sands stand ar­rayed in white

Whom God His own de­clared

There yet is room and life and light

By grace for thee pre­pared

By grace for thee pre­pared.

In Je­sus’ heart there’s room

I know

And in His Heav’n of bliss.

He in His Gos­pel tells me so

Thanks be to God for this

Thanks be to God for this.

Now God be praised

that ev­en I

May in that ci­ty dwell

Where peace shall reign eter­nal­ly

And all with me be well

And all with me be well.