I dreamed of a city called Glory, So bright and so fair. When I entered that gate I cried, "Holy" The angels all met me there: They carried me from mansion to mansion, And oh what sights I saw. But I said, "I want to see Jesus, He's the One who died for all." Chorus Then I bowed on my knees and cried, "Holy, Holy, Holy." Then I clapped my hands and sang, "Glory, Glory to the Son of God." Then I bowed on my knees and cried, "Holy, Holy, Holy." Then I clapped my hands and sang, "Glory, Glory to the Son of God." VRS 2 I thought as I entered that city, My friends all knew me well. They showed me the streets of Heaven; Such scenes too numerous to tell; I saw Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, Mark, Luke and Timothy. But I said, "I want to see Jesus, He's the One who died for me." Chorus