The foundations of the wall of the city were garnished with all manner of precious stones…and the street of the city was pure gold. Revelation 21:19,21
There’s a land that is fair and golden,
Half its beauties will never be told;
In its grandeur and glory folden,
I so long this fair land to behold.
In that land, so fair and golden
There the story sweet and olden,
Is the theme of angel bands,
In that glory, golden land;
Sing, my soul, sing Amen.
In that land is a golden city,
With its walls built of costliest stone;
Naught on earth can compare in beauty,
With that fair, golden heavenly home.
If to Jesus we’re faithful ever,
We shall see all those glories untold;
And shall gaze on their God-like splendor,
earth-sight can never behold.