I Am Sweeping Through the Gates

Verse 1

I am now a child of God, For I'm wash'd in Jesus' blood, I am watching, and I'm longing while I wait; Soon on wings of love to fly To my home beyond the sky, To my welcome, as I'm sweeping through the gate.

Chorus

In the blood of yonder Lamb, Wash'd of ev'ry stain I am; Robed in whiteness, clad in brightness, I am sweeping through the gate. Robed in whiteness, clad in brightness, I am sweeping through the gate.

Verse 2

I am sweeping through the gate Where the bless'd for me wait, Where the weary workers rest for evermore; Where the strife of earth is done, And the crown of life is won: Oh, I'm thinking of the city while I soar.

Verse 3

Burst are all my prison bars; And I soar beyond the stars. To my Father's house, the bright and blest estate. Lo! the morn eternal breaks, And the song immortal wakes! Robed in whiteness, I am sweeping thro' the gate.