09/08/2026
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He stood beside the gate of Heaven waiting to go in,
And he wondered how this Holy Place
could take a man like him.
With shouts of great rejoicing
and with music then they came,
Of the angels standing by him
he asked what could be their name?
These are the company of prophets.
The goodly fellowship of souls,
Who spake God's Word with faith and boldness;
who blessed the poor, and made the wounded whole.
Oh, he fell upon his knees,
and cried, I am not one of these.
He waited 'til another band of shining ones drew nigh,
They entered into Heaven with a Hallelujah cry.
He asked again, Who are these?
Can you tell me whence they came?
He seemed to see the answer
in a burning tongue of flame.
These are the company of martyrs,
the mighty fellowship of Saints.
Who knew our Lord and walked beside Him.
Who ran the holy race and did not faint.
Oh, he fell upon his knees, and cried,
I am not one of these.
Then suddenly,
a multitude was heard from far away.
Their voices rang with songs of joy
like children at their play.
He saw Rahab,
he saw David,
Mary Magdalene and Paul,
And the thief who died by Jesus
was the one who led them all.
Who are these?!
he almost shouted at the angels.
These are the sinners saved by grace!
The host of them who called upon the Savior;
Washed in Blood and justified by faith!
And, Oh... he leaped up from his knees!
Oh, I can go in with these!!!!
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Oh, he thought there could be no
hallelujahs and no cries,
For this lowly band of people by the world despised,
But as the scenes of heaven opened up before his eyes,
He saw the martyrs and the prophets,
and the host of heaven rise,
And they sang,
I can go in.
For my heart is free from sin.
I've been washed in the blood,
everlasting life to win,
I can rejoice,
I can lift up my voice... I can sing...
and I can go in.
I can go in.
I can rejoice, I can lift up my voice...
I can sing... and I can go in.
I can go in.
