They tell of a city far up in the sky
I want to go there
I do;
’Tis built in the land
Of the sweet by and by
don’t you?
There Jesus has gone
To prepare us a home
Where sickness nor sorrow
Nor death ever come
Its gates are all pearl
Its streets are all gold
The Lamb is the light
Of the city we’re told
I want to go there don’t you?
Death robs us all here
There none ever die
Where loved ones will never
Again say goodbye
When the old ship of Zion
Shall make her last trip
I want to be there
With heads all uncovered
To greet the old ship
When all the ship’s company
Meet on the strand
With songs on our lips
And with harps in our hands
I expect to be there
When Jesus is crowned
The King of all kings
With shouting and clapping
Till all Heaven rings
Hallelujah! we’ll shout again and again
And close with the chorus
Amen and amen
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