Scripture Verse

The city was pure gold, like unto clear glass. Revelation 21:18

Introduction

Words & Music: Lou­ise Swan, in Songs for the Mas­ter, ed­it­ed by J. Har­ry Cross­ley & Al­fred Good­sell (Bridge­port, Con­nec­ti­cut: Al­fred T. Good­sell, 1897) (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Swan (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

Lyrics

There, in that golden city fair,
Stand the blest angels in robes of white,
Singing forever their songs of praise,
Resting not day or night.

Refrain

With that great choir in glory,
Lord, may we stand and sing
Praises to Thee our Father,
And praises to Christ our king.

There, neither sin nor any grief
Ever shall enter their song sublime;
Heaven’s high arches shall ever ring,
After the end of time.

Refrain

O, blessèd choir of angel hosts;
O, blessèd country where all is love;
There, weary souls that languish here,
Shall rest in Heaven above.

Refrain