Scripture Verse

A city which hath foundations, whose builder and maker is God. Hebrews 11:10


Words: Ma­ria B. W. Barnes (1836–1873). Pub­lished in Gos­pel Songs, ed­it­ed by Phi­lip P. Bliss (Cin­cin­na­ti, Ohio: John Church, 1874), num­ber 20. Some hym­nals show the ly­ri­cist as Kate Ca­mer­on, Barnes’ pseu­do­nym.

Music: E. A. Han­chet (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Han­chet’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him or Barnes (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


You tell me of a ci­ty
Which is so bright and fair;
Oh, why do not the friends I love
Talk more of go­ing there?
I hear them speak of plea­sures
Which earth­ly things have giv’n;
Why do they ne­ver men­tion
The bet­ter joys of Heav’n?


A ci­ty which hath foun­da­tions,
Whose build­er and mak­er is God
Which shin­eth afar
Like a beau­ti­ful star,
By saints and an­gels trod!

I think about that ci­ty
Of which I have been told,
Whose gates are made of shin­ing pearl,
Whose streets are paved with gold.
The firm and strong foun­da­tion
Is built of jew­els rare;
I’m sure that noth­ing earth­ly
Can with those walls com­pare.


Oh, dear and bless­èd ci­ty,
Could I but en­ter in,
I should be free from ev­ery pain,
From care, and doubt, and sin.
Oh, let me bear each tr­ial
As pa­tient as I may,
For soon will all things mor­tal
Forever pass away.