Golden Streets of Glory

Glory to His name, oh, Holy, Holy

There's a city where the streets are paved in gold

A land where the milk and the honey flow

And a mansion waits for me

'Cause my Bible tells the story

I just hope my feet are clean enough

To walk upon the golden streets of glory

Green meadows where the little children play

No sorrow there, just one long happy day

And none will litter there except the pure and the holy

I just hope my feet are clean enough

To walk upon the golden streets of glory

And when I've reached my journey's end

And if I'm worthy to go in

the golden streets of glory, I'll walk on

And the golden streets of my new home

Will lead me up to the Master's Throne

With the angel band I'll sing

Glory to His name, oh, Holy, Holy

I just hope my feet are clean enough

To walk upon the golden streets of glory

Hallelujah, I just hope my feet are clean enough

To walk upon the golden streets of glory

And when I've reached my journey's end

And if I'm worthy to go in, the Golden streets of glory I'll walk on.

And the golden streets of my new home

Will lead me up to the Master's Throne

With the angel band I'll sing

Glory to His Name, oh, Holy, Holy

I just hope my feet are clean enough

To walk upon the golden streets of glory,

Hallelujah, I just hope my feet are clean enough

To walk upon the golden streets of glory