When Life's Work is Ended

When lifes work is ended we all are

marching home, we sing alleluia holding

the golden crown. When lifes work is

ended we all are marching home, we sing

alleluia the victory the Lord.

Hallelluia travelling home,

Hallelluia to the conquerers

Hallelluia travelling home,

we sing hallelluia the

redeemed are marching home x2

When lifes work is ended we’ll see

Jerusalem, the city so perfect made of pure

gold saints in the city forever more rejoice,

they sing hallelluia, victory to ne Lord.

In heavenly kingdom we’ll see Jerusalem

The city so perfect made of pure gold

Saints in the city carrying everlasting

crown, they sing hallelluia victory to the Lord.