Verse One:
Oh, I've heard a lot of singing..'bout the land beyond the blue....
And the place that Jesus promised...that He'd fix for me and you...
And, I've heard a lot of people talk...about that land to be...
So, I've made a little list of some things...I especially want to see
Verse Two:
Oh, I want to see St. Peter...when I've reached that land on high...
I want to ask him, "What's the address..of my mansion in the sky....
Then I'll stand upon the curbstone...'long the shining streets of gold...
And, I'll look my mansion over..where I'll live while ages roll.....
The Chorus:
WHEN IT GET UP TO HEAVEN...WHEN I'VE RUN AND WON THE RACE...
AND I FINALLY STAND IN GLORYLAND...JUST A SINNER SAVED BY GRACE....
THEN I'LL HEAR THE HALLELUJAHS...AS THE GLAD HOSANNAS RING.....
AS THE SAINTS FROM EVERY TRIBE AND TONGUE, THEIR SAVIOR'S PRAISES SING....
Verse Three:
Then I'll want to stay around a lot..the place where the angels sing....
Just what that angel choir is like...I've long been wondering...
But when I finally caught the rhythm...of the anthem in the sky....
Then I want to help the angels sing...the songs of paradise....
Verse Four:
Now, I'm intending to be present...when the marriage feast is spread....
And, I want to watch my Savior...as He takes and breaks the bread....
And, I want to see the light that shines...upon His blessed face....
As He lifts once again, those nail scarred hands...and leads in saying Grace....
The Chorus:
WHEN IT GET UP TO HEAVEN...WHEN I'VE RUN AND WON THE RACE...
AND I FINALLY STAND IN GLORYLAND...JUST A SINNER SAVED BY GRACE....
THEN I'LL HEAR THE HALLELUJAHS...AS THE GLAD HOSANNAS RING.....
AS THE SAINTS FROM EVERY TRIBE AND TONGUE, THEIR SAVIOR'S PRAISES SING....
Verse Five:
When the angel takes the Book Of Life..in which our names are set...
And he starts to read them over...going down the Alphabet....
When he finally comes to my name...and he reads it loud and clear...
Then I'll stand upon my tiptoes...raise my hands and shout...I'm here....
The Chorus:
WHEN IT GET UP TO HEAVEN...WHEN I'VE RUN AND WON THE RACE...
AND I FINALLY STAND IN GLORYLAND...JUST A SINNER SAVED BY GRACE....
THEN I'LL HEAR THE HALLELUJAHS...AS THE GLAD HOSANNAS RING.....
AS THE SAINTS FROM EVERY TRIBE AND TONGUE, THEIR SAVIOR'S PRAISES SING....
Tag
when the Saints, from every tribe and tongue...their Savior's praises sing...