EN 6096 The Pearly Gate
Rev.21.21
Versi Version 1
1
The night is dark, the storm is loud;
Beneath its force the trees are bowed;
Yet still the pearly gate I see,
Where angels stand to welcome me.
To welcome me, to welcome me,
The angels stand to welcome me.
2
My heart is sad, deep sorrows roll,
Like streams of fire across my soul;
And yet the pearly gate I see,
Where angels stand to welcome me.
3
With fears without, and foes within,
I seem almost subdued by sin;
And yet the pearly gate I see,
Where angels stand to welcome me.
4
The road is rough, my feet are sore,
I long to have the journey o’er;
And yet the pearly gate I see,
Where angels stand to welcome me.
5
My eyes are dim, and faint my breath,
Within me are the seeds of death;
But still the pearly gate I see,
Where angels stand to welcome me.
6
When life is gone, and in my breast
All grief and fears are hushed to rest,
I hope the pearly gate to see,
Where angels stand to welcome me.

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