The city was pure gold, like unto clear glass.@Revelation 21:18
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Herbert H. Booth (1862-1926)

Herbert H. Booth (1862-1926) (🔊 pdf nwc).

I’ve a home fair and bright in yonder city,
To its gates I am marching along;
When my fighting for Jesus here is over,
I shall then take my place with the throng
That face to face beholds the Savior,
In whose praise is raised its song.

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Up in the golden city
There’s a mansion to me will be giv’n;
I am richer by far
Than a queen or a czar,
I’m an heir of the wealth of Heav’n.

It is true on the way to yonder city,
I’ve to cross o’er a cold rolling flood;
But I trust Him to guide me by whose pity
I’ve been led to the sin-cleansing blood;
As He has said He’ll never leave me,
I will trust my friend, my God.

Refrain

Do you know there’s no place in yonder city,
For a soul that is burdened with guilt?
Do you know that no sin can ever enter?
Hasten then to the blood that was spilt
To cleanse from sin, and with me journey
To the city God has built.

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