84. The Streets of Gold

1 The cares of my life are many,
The griefs of my heart untold,
But God holds before me ever
My home by the streets of gold.

O fairest vision to behold,
That city with its streets of gold,
It cheers and helps me in my toiling—
That vision of the streets of gold.

2 The foes of my heart I conquer,
For God makes me strong and bold;
Revealing, each day, more clearly,
Yon city with streets of gold. [Refrain]

3 Earth’s beauty, at best, is fading,
Earth’s treasures I cannot hold;
Praise God, O my soul, He gives me
A home by the streets of gold. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: The cares of my life are many
Title: The Streets of Gold
Author: Rev. W. C. Martin
Publication Date: 1901
Language: English
Refrain First Line: O fairest vision to behold
Tune Information
Name: [The cares of my life are many]
Composer: Powell G. Fithian


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