1 I’m nearing the gates of that city,
So silently opening wide,
Where angels are waiting my coming,
And peace reigns on every side.
Wide open, ye portals of glory,
For soon in thy joys I will be;
Forever and ever and ever,
Oh, joy! this will be heav’n to me.

2 I’m nearing the gates of that city,
I see them unfolding for me;
I long to cross over and enter,
With Jesus and dear ones to be.
I’m nearing the gates of that city,
Eternity beams bright and fair;
Bright angels are waiting my coming,
And Jesus will welcome me there.

3 I’m nearing the gates of that city,
A pilgrim and stranger no more;
Life’s wearisome journey is over,
And now I see Canaan’s bright shore.
Wide open, ye portals of glory,
For soon in thy joys I will be,
To dwell with my Savior for ever,
From sorrow and trouble set free.