There's a beautiful place called heaven

It waits for all the saints of God.

The journey is nearly over

As I pass by the garden gate.

No place could ever be fairer

Of the treasuers none could compare

I can hardly wait to get there.

No matter what beauty I will find

I seek to see Jesus face.

I long to just be near Him,

And bask in His glory divine.

O' there's a beautiful place called heaven

I hear them calling my name.

The flowers line the way there

Just going to find my home.

I see the Light shining over yonder

It must be my Saviors face.

I waited so long to be here

Lena Ayer Kittrell & Larry Holder