When my life has found it's ending And my earthly wandering done I shall fly to heights of glory Heaven's gates shall bid me come I won't know of fear nor heartache There will be no sorrow there No more tears to cry, nor sadness No more burdens left to bear I will sing with choirs of angels I will talk with saints of old I will know of sorrow never I will walk on purest gold And his nail scared hand will guide me As I live forevermore I shall live forever more ♪ I won't know of earthly trials No more sickness, pain, or woe When I see my risen savior I will know I'm finally home I will sing with choirs of angels I will talk with saints of old I will know of sorrow never I will walk on purest gold I will sing with choirs of angels I will talk with saints of old I will know of sorrow never I will walk on purest gold And his nail scared hand will guide me As I live forevermore I shall live forevermore