1 I am but a weary pilgrim
Seeking for a brighter home,
Pressing on thru cloud and sunshine
Till my Father bids me come,
Journ’ying toward the fields of Eden
Far beyond these wint’ry skies,
Longing for my heav’nly mansion
O’er the hills of Paradise.

Refrain:
Beautiful City
Wonderful City,
Blessed home beyond the skies!
Beaming with glory,
Peaceful and holy,
O’er the hills of Paradise.

2 Often storms and sore temptations
Press me on my upward way,
Yet I know beyond the shadows
Lies a bright and fadeless day.
Far beyond the surging billows,
Far beyond the swelling tide,
Lies the City of the faithful
O’er the hills of Paradise. [Refrain]

3 Soon my nights will all be over
And I’ll never sorrow more;
In the happy fields of Eden
I shall dwell forevermore.
In that home no grief can enter,
Jesus wipes our weeping eyes,
And we’ll dwell with Him forever
O’er the hills of Paradise. [Refrain]