I Bowed on My Kneesand Cried, "Holy"Words and music by Jimmie Davis
Psalm 103:1"Bless the LORD, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name."

I dreamed of a city called Glory,So bright and so fair.When I entered that gate I cried, "Holy"The angels all met me there:They carried me from mansion to mansion,And oh what sights I saw.But I said, "I want to see Jesus,He's the One who died for all."
ChorusThen I bowed on my knees and cried,"Holy, Holy, Holy."Then I clapped my hands and sang, "Glory,Glory to the Son of God."Then I bowed on my knees and cried,"Holy, Holy, Holy."Then I clapped my hands and sang, "Glory,Glory to the Son of God."
I thought as I entered that city,My friends all knew me well.They showed me the streets of Heaven;Such scenes too numerous to tell;I saw Abraham, Isaac and Jacob,Mark, Luke and Timothy.But I said, "I want to see Jesus,He's the One who died for me."
ChorusThen I bowed on my knees and cried,"Holy, Holy, Holy."Then I clapped my hands and sang, "Glory,Glory to the Son of God."Then I bowed on my knees and cried,"Holy, Holy, Holy."Then I clapped my hands and sang, "Glory,Glory to the Son of God."