by Homeward Bound » Sat Nov 14, 2009 2:49 pm
I'VE BEEN STANDING AT A GATE LOOKING DOWN A NARROW ROAD.
AND I SEE A MULTITUDE GATHERED THERE.
WEARING GARMENTS WHITE AS SNOW,
WALKING STREETS OF PUREST GOLD,
ALL THE SAINTS ARE COMING HOME FOREVERMORE.
CHORUS:
AND IN THE MIDST (IN THE MIDST) IS THE KING (IS THE KING)
LITTLE CHILD-(LITTLE CHILD-)REN AT HIS FEET.
NO MORE PAIN WILL THEY KNOW,
HE HAS TOUCHED AND MADE THEM WHOLE.
HAPPY VOICES FILL THE AIR, THERE IS SINGING EVERYWHERE.
WHAT A SIGHT TO BEHOLD! THE REDEEMED ARE COMING HOME.
2)
OH, HOW SWEET IT IS TO HEAR MAMA SINGING LOUD AND CLEAR,
AND THE SOUND OF ANGEL WINGS UPON MY EARS.
SAINTS HAVE COME FROM FAR AND NEAR,
NEVER AGAIN TO KNOW A CARE,
BUT TO SPEND ETERNAL DAYS WITH THE LORD.
I'VE BEEN STANDING AT A GATE LOOKING DOWN A NARROW ROAD.
AND I SEE A MULTITUDE GATHERED THERE.
WEARING GARMENTS WHITE AS SNOW,
WALKING STREETS OF PUREST GOLD,
ALL THE SAINTS ARE COMING HOME FOREVERMORE.
CHORUS:
AND IN THE MIDST (IN THE MIDST) IS THE KING (IS THE KING)
LITTLE CHILD-(LITTLE CHILD-)REN AT HIS FEET.
NO MORE PAIN WILL THEY KNOW,
HE HAS TOUCHED AND MADE THEM WHOLE.
HAPPY VOICES FILL THE AIR, THERE IS SINGING EVERYWHERE.
WHAT A SIGHT TO BEHOLD! THE REDEEMED ARE COMING HOME.
2)
OH, HOW SWEET IT IS TO HEAR MAMA SINGING LOUD AND CLEAR,
AND THE SOUND OF ANGEL WINGS UPON MY EARS.
SAINTS HAVE COME FROM FAR AND NEAR,
NEVER AGAIN TO KNOW A CARE,
BUT TO SPEND ETERNAL DAYS WITH THE LORD.