To Him that Overcomes

To him that overcomes,

Shall I grant to sit with me in my Father’s throne,

To him that overcomes

Shall I make a pillar in the temple of my God.

The trumpet blows, a voice sounds clear,

That all of God’s sons shall dwell up here

In raiment white and pure,

And I counsel thee to buy of me

This gold that has been tried in the fire.

Copyright Bob and Charlotte Torango