Hymn 410 - Where the Gates Swing Outward Never

Just a few more days to be filled with praise,

And to tell the old, old story;

Then, when twilight falls, and my Saviour calls,

I shall go to Him in glory.

Just a few more years with their toil and tears,

And the journey will be ended;

Then I’ll be with Him, where the tide of time

With eternity is blended.

Tho’ the hills be steep and the valleys deep,

With no flow’rs my way adorning;

Tho’ the night be lone and my rest a stone,

Joy awaits me in the morning.

What a joy ’twill be when I wake to see

Him for whom my heart is burning!

Nevermore to sigh, nevermore to die -

For that day my heart is yearning.

REFRAIN

I’ll exchange my cross for a starry crown,

Where the gates swing outward never;

At His feet I’ll lay ev’ry burden down,

And with Jesus reign forever.