The King’s Highway

There's a roadway thru the desert
It's called the King's Highway
It's leading to a city
That shall never pass away
It's the city that Abraham sought
When he followed God's command
It's the city John saw coming down
And it's built by God's own hand

I know we're just
Trav'ling in a weary land
We're seeking that city we call home
I'm watching for the walls
And I'm looking for the gates
And I long to join the chorus
Gathered 'round my Father's throne

None shall travel on this highway
But the pure in heart
Whose garments have been washed
As white as snow
This road is long and dusty
And, oh, times I get thirsty
But I'm drinking from the wells
Of living water as I go

I know we're just
Trav'ling in a weary land
We're seeking that city we call home
I'm watching for the walls
And I'm looking for the gates
And I long to join the chorus
Gathered 'round my Father's throne

Well, I know we're just
Trav'ling in a weary land
We're seeking that city we call home
I'm watching for the walls
And I'm looking for the gates
And I long to join the chorus
Gathered 'round my Father's throne

I know we're just living in a weary land
We're seeking that city we call home
I'm watching for the walls
And I'm looking for the gates
And I long to join the chorus
Gathered 'round my Father's throne
And I long to join the chorus
Gathered 'round my Father's throne