Lyrics
When toiling is ended, my burdens laid down,
What more will then be mine?
My robe will be spotless. I'll put on a bright crown.
In heaven we'll shout and shine.
Gonna shout... Gonna shine...
In that city of love divine.
Over there... free from care...
With the saints I'll shout and shine.
I'll never be lonesome in that city so fair
And all will be joy divine.
Many of my loved ones and neighbors will be there.
In heaven we'll shout and shine.
Gonna shout... Gonna shine...
In that city of love divine.
Over there... free from care...
With the saints I'll shout and shine.
Gonna shout... Gonna shine...
In that city of love divine.
Over there... free from care...
With the saints I'll shout and shine.
