They Come From The East And West

They Come From The East And West,
They Come From The Lands Afar,
To Feast With The King, To Dine As His Guest;
How Blessed These Pilgrims Are!
Beholding His Hallowed Face
A Glow With A Light Divine;
Blest Partakers Of His Grace,
As Gems In His Crown To Shine.

Since Jesus Has Set Me Free,
I’m Happy As Heart Can Be;
No Longer I Bear The Burden Of Care,
His Yoke Is So Sweet To Me.
My Soul Was As Black As Night,
But Darkness As Taken Flight;
Now I Shout The Victory,
For Jesus Has Set Me Free.

I Look On The Great White Throne,
Before It The Ransomed Stand;
No Longer Are Tears, No Sorrow Is Known
Nor Death In That Goodly Land.
My Saviour Has Gone Before,
Preparing The Way For Me;
Soon We’ll Meet To Part No More
Thru Time Of Eternity.

The Gates Of That Holy Place
Stand Open By Night And Day;
O Look To The Lord Who “Giveth More Grace,”
Whose Love Has Prepared The Way.
A Home In Those Mansions Fair
His Hand Hath Reserved For All,
For The Wedding Feast Prepare,
Obeying The Gracious Call.