1 When at last I shall stand at the great judgment bar,
With the portals of heaven be standing ajar?
Shall I then hear the answer, “Well done, enter in,”
Or be driven away all because of my sin?

Shall it then be too late
As I stand at the gate
And the glorious city behold?
Will the Savior then say,
“Cursed one turned away
From the beautiful portals of gold.”

2 Shall I plead at the portals of glory in vain
While I wistfully wait there an entrance to gain;
All, alas! to be turned from that city so fair
And forever be cast into darkest despair?

Shall it then be too late
As I stand at the gate
And the glorious city behold?
Will the Savior then say,
“Cursed one turned away
From the beautiful portals of gold.”

3 O the wailing and woe, should I then be too late
And forever be turned from the beautiful gate!
O what sorrowful shame if at last I should call
For the rocks and them mountains upon me to fall!

Shall it then be too late
As I stand at the gate
And the glorious city behold?
Will the Savior then say,
“Cursed one turned away
From the beautiful portals of gold.”

4 So I’ll turn to the way that is narrow and straight
To the pathway that leads to the beautiful gate!
And I’ll journey along till that city I see
Thru the portals that open its glory to me.

If I be not too late
As I stand at the gate
And the glorious city behold;
Then the Savior will say
Come ye blessed today,
Enter beautiful portals of gold.