| Text: | Heavenly Jewels |
| Author: | Seth Parker |
| Tune: | [They tell me, up in heaven] |
| Composer: | Phillips H. Lord |
1 They tell me, up in heaven,
The streets are paved with gold:
The crowns upon the angels
Are silver, I am told.
The pearly gates of heaven
Are made of jewels rare;
But what care I for jewels,
If God is waiting there.
2 They say the "Isle of Somewhere"
Is in a distant sea,
That all the peace and beauty
Is waiting there for me.
The royal robes of ermine
Are all laid out to wear;
But what care I for ermine
If God is waiting there.
3 I've never even worried
About the things above,
When I have stopped to realize,
That I will have God's love.
What heaven is or looks like,
I cannot seem to care,
For all I want to know is
That God is waiting there.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | They tell me, up in heaven |
| Title: | Heavenly Jewels |
| Author: | Seth Parker |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1930 |
| Copyright: | Copyright, 1930, by Phillips H. Lord |
| Notes: | Now Public Domain. |
| Tune Information | |
|---|---|
| Name: | [They tell me, up in heaven] |
| Composer: | Phillips H. Lord |
| Incipit: | 51122 31513 221 |
| Key: | A♭ Major |
| Copyright: | Copyright, 1930, by Phillips H. Lord |
| Notes: | Now Public Domain. |