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Open The Pearly Gates
We are marching up on the King's highway, We'll shout and sing, and we'll watch and pray; No time to idle, no time to wait, But hasten on to the golden gate.
Open the pearly gates, Open the pearly gates; Open the pearly gates, And let the redeemed come in.
With joy and gladness upon each head, We're marching up where the feast is spread; For a royal banquet will there be given, To all those who enter the gates of heav'n.
Open the pearly gates, Open the pearly gates; Open the pearly gates, And let the redeemed come in.
No unclean thing shall go up thereon, No lion there, oh, no, not one; But those arrayed in pure garments white, With souls prepared for the mansions bright.
Open the pearly gates, Open the pearly gates; Open the pearly gates, And let the redeemed come in.
With our battles fought and our victories won, Our weapons of warfare all laid down; We'll take up our golden harps and sing, And crown our Christ as a conquering King.
Open the pearly gates, Open the pearly gates; Open the pearly gates, And let the redeemed come in.