City of Gold

There's a city that looks o'er the valley of death,

And its glories can never be told;

There the sun never sets, and the leaves never fade,

In that beautiful city of gold.

There the sun never sets,

and the leaves never fade;

And the eyes of the faithful our Saviour behold,

In that beautiful city of gold.

There the King, our Redeemer, the Lord whom we love,

All the faithful with joy shall behold:

There the righteous forever shall shine as the stars,

In that beautiful city of gold.

Every soul we have led to the foot of the cross,

Every lamb we have brought to the fold -

Shall be there as bright jewels, our crowns to adorn,

In that beautiful city of gold.

There we'll tell how he loved and redeemed us from sin,

But the half even there can't be told;

There we'll sing the new song with the blood-washed at home,

In that beautiful city of gold

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