White The Robes They Wear


White the robes they wear,
Victor’s palms they bear
In the glory land.
Endless songs they sing
To the Lamb, the King,
In the glory land.

Refrain:
In the glory land,
In the glory land,
We shall sing a new song
Of the Lamb for sinners slain
In the glory land.
In the glory land,
In the glory land,
With our robes all pure and white,
We shall mingle with delight
In the glory land.

When my Lord, some day,
Calls me hence, away
To the glory land.
In his arms of love,
I’ll be borne above
To the glory land. [Refrain]

As the light we see
O’er the surging sea
Of the glory land.
Through the pearly gate
Glad we sweep, nor wait
For ’tis glory land. [Refrain]

Sing, my soul, your song
That the heav’nly throng
Of the glory land
Crowd the pearly gates
Where your welcome waits
To the glory land. [Refrain]