Golden Stairway
Someday I'll climb those golden stairs
To the mansion Jesus made.
My home will be in Heaven
Where the roses never fade.
My Saviour will be waiting
At the gates to welcome me.
And, standing just behind Him
All my loved ones I shall see.
No more tears and no more sorrow.
No more saying a last goodbye
When I climb that golden stairway
To that mansion in the sky.
Copyright - Gloria Martel
