I Am Sweeping Thro’ the Gate

I am now a child of God

For I’m washed in Je­sus’ blood;

I am watch­ing and I’m long­ing while I wait;

Soon on wings of love I’ll fly

To my home be­yond the sky

To my wel­come

as I’m sweep­ing thro’ the gate.

In the blood of yo­nder Lamb

Washed from ev­ery stain I am;

Robed in white­ness

clad in bright­ness

I am sweep­ing thro’ the gate;

Robed in white­ness

clad in bright­ness

I am sweep­ing thro’ the gate.

Oh! the bless­èd Lord of light

He up­holds me by His might;

And His arms en­fold

and com­fort while I wait;

I am lean­ing on His breast

Oh! the sweet­ness of His rest

Hallelujah

I am sweep­ing thro’ the gate.

I am sweep­ing thro’ the gate

Where the bless­èd for me wait

Where the wea­ry work­ers rest for­ev­er­more;

Where the strife of earth is done

And the crown of life is won

Oh

the glo­ry of that ci­ty just be­fore!

Burst are all my pri­son bars;

And I soar be­yond the stars

To my Fa­ther’s house

the bright and blest es­tate.

Lo! the morn eter­nal breaks

And the song im­mor­tal wakes

Robed in white­ness I am sweep­ing thro’ the gate.