The Eternal City

O hear of a gold pav­èd ci­ty

Away in the realms of the blest:

Its pearl gates stand op­en for­ev­er

Inviting earth’s wea­ry to rest.

No tears dim the eyes that are beam­ing

With light from eter­ni­ty’s spring

No grief la­den sighs ever min­gle

With an­thems the blood ran­somed sing.

No night ever dark­ens its beau­ty

No storm cloud o’er­sha­dows its sky:

The lights of the jewel wall­èd ci­ty

Are beams from the kind Father’s eyes.

A crown and a man­sion await us

In city of sap­phire and gold:

Come drink of its life giv­ing fount­ain

And bask in its plea­sures un­told.