IN THE CITY OF PEACE.
In the city of peace, that is paved with pure gold;
The half of whose loveliness has never been told;
On the beautiful shore of the bright crystal sea,
Oh! is there not some one that is watching for me?
The half of whose loveliness has never been told;
On the beautiful shore of the bright crystal sea,
Oh! is there not some one that is watching for me?
Though around me, so darkly misfortunes may press,
Enveloping my life in a film of distress;
That gloom o'er my soul like rain to parched fields would be,
If I knew friends in glory were praying for me.
Enveloping my life in a film of distress;
That gloom o'er my soul like rain to parched fields would be,
If I knew friends in glory were praying for me.
Though my path o'er life's mountains is rugged and steep,
And lone are the vigils, that my sad heart must keep,
Joy would fill my bosom, if my eyes could but see
At the end of that way, friends were waiting for me.
And lone are the vigils, that my sad heart must keep,
Joy would fill my bosom, if my eyes could but see
At the end of that way, friends were waiting for me.
If Jesus through this world would but lead my life's trend,
I'd know that my sorrow in great joy would soon end,
And all of earth's crosses would as nothing then be,
When my Saviour and King gives a bright crown to me.
I'd know that my sorrow in great joy would soon end,
And all of earth's crosses would as nothing then be,
When my Saviour and King gives a bright crown to me.