Oh heaven’s gate I stand outside,
please hear my plea and open wide
that I my Savior’s face might see,
the one who died on Calvary.
Let me walk down the streets of gold
and listen as the story’s told
of my sweet Lord who left His throne
to die and for my sins atone.
As I behold the crystal sea
as it flows clear and by the tree
of life, Lord let me live with thee
and love thee throughout eternity.
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