Pearly White City
There�s a holy and beautiful city
Whose Builder and Ruler is God;
John saw it descending from Heaven,
When Patmos, in exile, he trod;
Its high, massive wall is of jasper,
The city itself is pure gold;
And when my frail tent here is folded,
Mine eyes shall its glory behold.
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In that bright city, pearly white city,
I have a mansion, a harp, and a crown;
Now I am watching, waiting, and longing,
For the white city that�s soon coming down.
No sin is allowed in that city
And nothing defiling or mean;
No pain and no sickness can enter,
No crepe on the doorknob is seen;
Earth�s sorrows and cares are forgotten,
No tempter is there to annoy;
No parting words ever are spoken,
There�s nothing to hurt or destroy.
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No heartaches are known in that city,
No tears ever moisten the eyes;
There�s no disappointment in Heaven,
No envy and strife in the sky;
The saints are all sanctified wholly,
They live in sweet harmony there;
My heart is now set on that city,
And some day its blessings I�ll share.
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My loved ones are gathering yonder,
My friends too are passing away,
And soon I shall join their bright number,
And dwell in eternity�s day;
They�re safe now in glory with Jesus,
Their trials and battles are past.
They overcame sin and the tempter,
They�ve reached that fair city at last.
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