The wall was made of jasper, and the city of pure gold.@Revelation 21:18

Jo­se­phine Pol­lard, in The Am­a­ranth, by At­ti­cus Greene Hay­good & Rig­don M. Mc­In­tosh (Nash­ville, Ten­nes­see: South­ern Me­tho­dist Pub­lish­ing House, 1871). Note: There is an­oth­er song by the same ti­tle, wri­tten in 1936 by Vir­gil P. & Blanche Kerr Brock.

Will­iam O. Per­kins (🔊 pdf nwc).

Josephine Pollard (1834–1892)

Beyond the sunset’s radiant glow
There is a brighter world, I know,
Where golden glories ever shine,
Beyond the thought of day’s decline.


Beyond the sunset’s radiant glow,
There is a brighter world, I know;
Beyond the sunset I may spend
Delightful days that never end.

Beyond the sunset’s purple rim,
Beyond the twilight, deep and dim,
Where clouds and darkness never come,
My soul shall find its heav’nly home.


Beyond the desert, dark and drear,
The golden city will appear;
And morning’s lovely beams arise
Upon my mansion in the skies.