Walking the Golden Streets

Who

who are these

Clothed in gar­ments pure and white?

Walking the streets of that ci­ty fair and bright

Dwelling in light where no

Burning rays are known

Standing near the great eter­nal throne.

Walking thro’ the streets

walk­ing thro’ the streets

Walking thro’ the streets of the New Je­ru­sa­lem.

These

these are they

Who through tri­bu­la­tion came

Bearing the cross—

Who en­dured re­proach and shame;

Having their robes washed in

Blood of Cal­va­ry’s Lamb

Therefore do they bear the con­quer­or’s palm.

Therefore they dwell

With the Sav­ior they be­hold

Walk through the streets

That are paved with pur­est gold

Freed from all sor­row

They shout o’er con­flict passed

Praise to Je­sus—vic­to­ry at last.