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"AND THE STREET OF THE CITY WAS PURE GOLD."
G.W.S. Ware
November 22, 1941

When I came to myself Satan had me,
With my nature like his to control;
To foul my soul with sin to debar me
From walking up the street of gold.

Down from this street of gold came a message,
The gladdest news' that ever was told,
That Jesus Christ gave His Life, To save me,
And start me up this street of gold.

I learned by this that Jesus first sought me;
No one else could have rescued my soul,
And by my faith in His blood He changed me
Then to walk up the street of gold.

When I came to myself Jesus had me,
With the light of His life in my soul;
And the life of His nature He gave me,
When I walk up the street of gold.

For good works I was created in Him,
All the works of His Kingdom uphold;
The glory of His life to shine through me,
As I walk up the street of gold.

In His Name I was buried in baptism,
With this sign of His death to uphold;
And the angels rejoiced when they saw me,
Take this step up the street of gold.

Here, my labor for Christ is imperfect,
But up there with perfection will roll,
To radiate all heaven to crown Him,
As I walk up the street of gold.

I shall find when up there I can serve Him,
With a joy that no words ever told;
And I'll speed through all heaven to please Him;
When I walk up the street of gold.

Through my long earthly life, God has brought me,
And His battles for man to uphold;
Now, up here in old age He delights me;
As I walk up the street of gold.

I shall find there a City of glory,
And its splendor shall never grow old;
And a diadem of youth will crown me
As I walk up the street of gold.

"I shall see there the King in His beauty",
Whom no man while on earth can behold;
But transformed by my Saviour I'll see Him;
When I walk up the street of gold.

I shall find there the rivers of pleasures,
With their ripples of joy to unfold,
The fame of my Saviour through ages,
When I walk up the street of gold.

When I come to the valley of shadows,
Where my flesh will drop loose from my soul;
Then the beauty of the Lord will clothe me,
As I walk up the street of gold.

 

Original spelling and punctuation have been preserved.

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