151. Will There Be Any Stars?

I am thinking today of that beautiful land,
I shall reach when the sun goeth down;
When thro’ wonderful grace by my Saviour I stand,
Will there be any stars in my crown?

* CHORUS
Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown,
When at evening the sun goeth down?
When I wake with the blest, In the mansions of rest,
Will there be any stars in my Crown?*

In the strength of the Lord let me labor and pray,
Let me watch as a winner of souls;
That bright stars may be mine in the glorious day,
When his praise like the sea-billows rolls.

O what joy will it be when His face I behold,
Living gems at His feet to lay down;
It would sweeten my bliss in the city of gold,
Should there be any stars in my crown.