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The City of Gold

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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jan 26, 1864

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 23, No. 9.

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The City of Gold.

I LOVE to read of the city,— The beautiful city of gold! And my heart is sick, and mine eyes are dim, The glory to behold Of the new and holy Jerusalem,— The beautiful city of gold!
How fair and pure she shineth, As a bride arrayed for her love; Neither sun nor moon is needed To lighten her from above,— For the glory of God doth lighten her, And the Lamb is the light thereof!
Her walls are of precious jewels, And wondrously builded for height; Twelve angels stand at the twelve gateways, Each gate is a pearl most bright,— And the gates of the city are never shut, For the city knows no night.
Lo! a voice, as of many waters, Pours forth from that blood-washed throng! They are chanting the ceaseless anthem, They are singing the glad new song,— "Salvation, and honor, and blessing, To the Lord our God belong."
They are come out of great tribulation, No more hunger or thirst to know, For the Lamb in the throne shall lead them Where the living waters flow; From their eyes all tears he wipeth, And wherever he goeth, they go.
Oh, fair and wonderful city,— City of gold and light! Already thy shining portals Gleam on my spirit's sight, In the dark and solemn night-time, In the solemn and stilly night.
Oh, fair and wonderful city,— City of gold and light! When shall thy ravishing splendor Burst on my longing sight! When shall I leave these robes of shame, And walk with thy saints in white?
Let the way be long and weary, And dark with terrors untold, I will count it all joy and gladness, If it lead me at last to behold The city of light and glory,— The beautiful city of gold!