Text: | We are marching home to Glory |
Author (Verses): | William James Pearson (1832-92) |
1 We are marching home to Glory,
Marching up to mansions bright,
Where bright golden harps are playing,
Where the saints are robed in white.
Refrain:
There’s a golden harp in Glory,
There’s a spotless robe for you;
March with us to the hallelujah city,
To the land beyond the blue.
2 March to swell the heavenly chorus,
With departed friends to stay,
Sweetest notes of hallelujah music
On the golden harps to play.
3 March across death’s swelling river,
Jesus will the waves divide;
We shall have a hallelujah Heaven
When we reach the other side.
4 March to see the living fountains,
March to tread the golden street;
Every true salvation soldier
We shall up in Glory meet.
5 Sinners, join our happy Army,
March with us to Canaan’s shore;
Robes of white and harps of glory
May be yours for evermore.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | We are marching home to Glory |
Author (Verses): | William James Pearson (1832-92) |
Refrain First Line: | There's a golden harp in Glory |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1986 |
Topic: | The Life to Come |