Good Will ‎#17

17. There's a City, Bright and Golden

1 There’s a city, bright and golden,
Builded by a Father’s hand,
And I hear sweet angel music,
Floating from that heavenly land;
Softly now the sweet, low chanting,
Cometh o’er the shining way,
To the harp’s harmonious music,
God shall wipe all tears away.

2 In that city, bright and golden,
Jesus is the life and light;
We shall see his face forever,
We shall know no sin nor night;
Still the golden harps are ringing,
O’er the city, pure and bright,
Chiming with the sweet, low singing,
Singing, there shall be no night.

3 In that city, bright and golden,
Sweetest anthems shall we sing,
Casting down our crowns before him,
In the palace of the King;
Louder, fuller swell the anthems,
Sweet the glad harps ring again,
Unto Him who bought our pardon,
Glory, honor be, amen.

Text Information

• First Line: There's a city, bright and golden
• Title: There's a City, Bright and Golden
• Author: Eliza Sherman
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1882

Tune Information

• Name: [There's a city, bright and golden]
• Composer: J. M. Stillman