Lord, I care not for riches
Neither silver nor gold
I would make sure of heaven
I would enter the fold
In the book of Thy kingdom
With its pages so fair
Tell me, Jesus my Savior
Is my name written there?
Is my name written there
On the page white and fair?
In the book of Thy kingdom
Is my name written there?
Lord, my sins they are many
Like the sands of the sea
But Thy blood, O my Savior
Is sufficient for me
For Thy promise is written
In bright letters that glow
"Tho' your sin be as scarlet
I will make them like snow."
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O that beautiful city
With its mansions of light
With its glorified beings
In pure garments of white
Where no evil thing cometh
To despoil what is fair
Where the angels are watching
Is my name written there?
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