The City of Jasper Walls.
O CITY of the jasper wall,
And of the pearly gate!
For thee amid the storms of life,
Our weary spirits wait.
We long to walk the streets of gold
No mortal feet have trod,
We long to worship at the shrine,
The temple of our God!
O home of bliss! O land of light!
Where falleth neither shade nor blight!
Of every land the brightest, best,
When shall we there find peace and rest? O city where they need no light
Of sun, or moon, or star,
Could we with eye of faith but see
How bright thy mansions are;
How soon our doubts would flee away,
How strong our trust would grow,
Until our hearts should lean no more
On trifles here below. O home of bliss! O land of light!
Where falleth neither shade nor blight!
Of every land the brightest, best,
When shall we there find peace and rest? O city where the shining gates
Shut out all grief and sin,
Well may we yearn amid earth's strife
The holy peace to win.
Yet must we meekly bear the cross,
Nor seek to lay it down,
Until our Father brings us home
And gives the promised crown. O home of bliss! O land of light!
Where falleth neither shade nor blight!
Of every land the brightest, best,
Soon shall we there find peace and rest.