i wanna clap my hands together
i wanna dance to heavens door
i gonna fill it up with up jesus
and i ain't gonna think about trouble anymore
this old world sometimes it does get lonesome
and it's many a grown man has hung his head and cried
down in your soul there's one that won't desert you
ain't it fine to have the savior by your side
now the lord resides inside a house of golden
and faith is the door and love is the key
and warm is the light pouring from his mighty windows
when the wind blows on that faithful morning
i don't want my friends to cry no tears about me
i'll be bathing in the glory of the throne
i wanna clap my hands together
i wanna dance to heavens door
i gonna fill it up with up jesus
and i ain't gonna think about trouble anymore