There’s a Crown for Thee

There’s a crown of re­joic­ing

O reap­er

Its jew­els out­riv­al the sun;

There’s a crown for the brow of the faith­ful

When la­bor and toil are done.

There’s a crown wait­ing for thee

Yes

a crown

beau­ti­ful crown for thee;

In the heav’n­ly land above

where all is love

There’s a crown

beau­ti­ful crown for thee.

There’s a robe our Re­deem­er has pro­mised

A robe that is fade­less and white

And the souls of the right­eous shall wear it

When faith shall be lost in sight.

There’s a robe wait­ing for thee

Yes

a robe

beau­ti­ful robe for thee;

In the heav’n­ly land above

where all is love

There’s a robe

beau­ti­ful robe for thee.

There’s a palm for the vic­tors thro’ Jesus

That wave in that ci­ty of gold

Where the blest who are safe in its por­tals

The King on His throne be­hold.

There’s a palm wait­ing for thee

Yes

a palm

beautiful palm for thee;

In the heav’n­ly land above

where all is love

There’s a palm

beau­ti­ful palm for thee.

There are songs that with rap­ture are swelling

In chor­us o’er Eden’s bright plain;

There are harps that for­ev­er and ev­er

Reecho the glad re­frain.

There’s a harp wait­ing for thee

Yes

a harp

beau­ti­ful harp for thee;

In the heav’n­ly land above

where all is love

There’s a harp

beau­ti­ful harp for thee.