I'm headed to a place where the rivers flow
I'm headed to a place where the streets are gold
Oh my soul (oh my soul)
This I know (this I know)
You won't need no money, you can't bring your fame
Soon the day is coming when we will see His face
Choirs will be singing, saints on bended knee
Angels will be dancing, we will all be free
God in all His glory as far as you can see
It's like every day is Sunday in the Land of Milk & Honey.