There is a land that I have been told
Where the streets are bathed with gold
And the bright flowers bloom
Mountains are glistening on
Beauty this world could never afford
my name's been written down.
to walk on the streets of gold.
Oh, I've got a reservation
when the pearly gates unfold.
my name's been written down.
I'm longing to hear that trumpet sound.
My name's been written down
There's a banquet table that's spread
Filled with milk and honey and bread
while the eternal ages roll
My friends and loved ones,
Clothed in garments bright and fair
And I've got a reservation
My name's been written down
Oh, I've got a reservation
To walk on the streets of gold
Yes, I've got a reservation
When the pearly gates unfold
In heaven my name's been written down
I'm longing to hear that trumpet sound
My name's been written down
To open the streets of gold
When the pearly gates unfold
I'm longing to hear that trumpet sound
For I've got a reservation
My name's been written down
