I'm going where the wicked shall cease their troubling And the weary shall be at rest And all the Saints of the ages We gonna sit at His feet and be blessed I, I am just a stranger down here This whole world is not my home You gonna gate up looking for Jessy one morning But, thank God I'll be gone on home Going where the wicked shall cease their troubling I'm going where the weary shall be at rest I'm going where all the Saint of the ages We gonna sit at His feet and be blessed oh If you shall never come to my home And when you got there, they told you Jessy has gone Come on over, come on over the river You will find me somewhere along the throne Where the wicked shall cease their troubling How many know there is a place for the weary? The weary shall be at rest And all the Saints, all the Saints, all the Saints of the ages When we get to heaven, we gonna sit at His feet and be blessed When I get to heaven, I'm gonna sit at His feet and be blessed And I'm gonna be blessed Say mother, my father, and my brother and my sister (I'm gonna sit at His feet and be blessed) I say my nephew you can join (I'm gonna sit at His feet and be blessed) I will trail right over (I'm gonna sit at His feet and be blessed)