I Bowed on My Knees

I dreamed of a city called Glory,
So bright and so fair.
When I entered the gates I cried, "Holy"
The angels all met me there.
They carried me from mansion to mansion,
And oh, the sights I saw,
Then I said, "I want to see Jesus,
The One who died for all!"

I bowed on my knees and cried,
"Holy, Holy, Holy."
I clapped my hands and sang, "Glory,
Glory to the Son of God."

I thought when I saw my Savior, O glory to God;
I just fell right down before Him, singing,
"Praise to the name of the Lord."
I bowed down and worshipped Jehovah,
my Friend of Calvary,
for I wanted to give praise to Jesus
for saving a sinner like me.

I bowed on my knees and cried,
"Holy, Holy, Holy."
I clapped my hands and sang, "Glory,
Glory to the Son of God."