I′m going where the wicked shall cease their troubling

And the weary shall be at rest

And all the Saints of the ages

We gonna sit at His feet and be blessed

I, I am just a stranger down here

This whole world is not my home

You gonna gate up looking for Jessy one morning

But, thank God I'll be gone on home

Going where the wicked shall cease their troubling

I′m going where the weary shall be at rest

I'm going where all the Saint of the ages

We gonna sit at His feet and be blessed oh

If you shall never come to my home

And when you got there, they told you Jessy has gone

Come on over, come on over the river

You will find me somewhere along the throne

Where the wicked shall cease their troubling

How many know there is a place for the weary? The weary shall be at rest

And all the Saints, all the Saints, all the Saints of the ages

When we get to heaven, we gonna sit at His feet and be blessed

When I get to heaven, I'm gonna sit at His feet and be blessed

And I′m gonna be blessed

Say mother, my father, and my brother and my sister (I′m gonna sit at His feet and be blessed)

I say my nephew you can join (I'm gonna sit at His feet and be blessed)

I will trail right over (I′m gonna sit at His feet and be blessed)