The Eastern Gate

I WILL MEET YOU IN THE MORNING,
JUST INSIDE THE EASTERN GATE.
THEN BE READY FAITHFUL PILGRIM,
LEST WITH YOU IT BE TOO LATE.

I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING,
I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING,
JUST INSIDE THE EASTERN GATE
OVER THERE...
I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING,
I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING,
I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING OVER THERE.
IF YOU HASTEN OFF TO GLORY,
LINGER NEAR THE EASTERN GATE.
FOR I'M COMING IN THE MORNING,
SO YOU'LL NOT HAVE LONG TO WAIT.

I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING,
I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING,
JUST INSIDE THE EASTERN GATE
OVER THERE...
I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING,
I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING,
I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING OVER THERE.
I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING,
I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING,
JUST INSIDE THE EASTERN GATE
OVER THERE...
I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING,
I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING,
I WILL MEET YOU
IN THE MORNING OVER THERE.

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