I BOWED AND CRIED, HOLY

I dreamed I went 
to that city called glory,
So bright and so fair,
When I entered the gate
I cried, Holy,
The angels all met me there;
They showed me from
mansion to mansion’
And oh, the sights I saw,
But I said,
I want to see Jesus,
The One who died for all,

CHORUS
Then 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 entered that city,
My friends knew me well,
They showed me all through
heaven,
The scenes are too numerous to
tell;
They showed me Abraham, Isaac,
Jacob,
Mark, Luke, and Timothy,
But I said, I want to give praise
To the One who died for me.

I thought when I saw my Saviour,
I just fell right down before Him,
Oh! Glory to God?
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.