The Pearly Gates (Graham)

When the voice of Je­sus calls me

And the an­gels whis­per low

I will lean up­on my Sav­ior

In the val­ley as I go;

I will claim His pre­cious promise

Worth to me a world of gold—

Fear no ev­il

I’ll be with you

When the pear­ly gates un­fold.

I have giv’n up all for Je­sus

This vain world is naught to me

All its plea­sures are for­got­ten

In re­mem­ber­ing Cal­va­ry.

Though my friends des­pise

for­sake me

And on me the world looks cold

I’ve a friend who will stand by me

Till the pear­ly gates un­fold.

Just be­yond the waves of Jor­dan

Just be­yond the chil­ly tide

Blooms the tree of life im­mor­tal

Where the liv­ing wa­ters glide.

In that hap­py land of spir­its

Flowers bloom on hills of gold

And the angels are in wait­ing

When the pear­ly gates un­fold.