When those pearly gates of heaven
They swing open wide
And I finally hear, my Lord says
"Well done, child, step inside"
I walk down that golden street
Bow down at my Savior's feet
And thank Him for all He's done for me
The scars He bore
Crown of thorns He wore
They should have been mine
Oh, but willingly
He prayed, "Father
Not My will but Thine"
It would be easier to measure
The sands by the sea
Than to thank Him
For all He's done for me
To think all His sacrifice
Is morе than I can understand
And I can't comprehend His suffеring
To fulfill salvation's plan
So, when I see Him face to face
I'll thank Him for His wondrous grace
And praise Him for all He's done for me
For me
They swing open wide
And I finally hear, my Lord says
"Well done, child, step inside"
I walk down that golden street
Bow down at my Savior's feet
And thank Him for all He's done for me
The scars He bore
Crown of thorns He wore
They should have been mine
Oh, but willingly
He prayed, "Father
Not My will but Thine"
It would be easier to measure
The sands by the sea
Than to thank Him
For all He's done for me
To think all His sacrifice
Is morе than I can understand
And I can't comprehend His suffеring
To fulfill salvation's plan
So, when I see Him face to face
I'll thank Him for His wondrous grace
And praise Him for all He's done for me
For me
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