1 I’ve heard of a city that’s far, far away,
Where there is no darkness, but one cloudless day;
The streets of that city are paved with pure gold;
The walls are of jasper, and grand to behold;
Where Jesus, the Savior, is King of all kings,
Where angels rejoice in the songs that they sing:
I heard the sweet story, though far, far away,
And traveling the road that had led me astray.
2 But in that lone darkness I heard a voice say,
Now listen to Me, I’m the Life and the Way.
I stood in amazement, ’twas so new to me,
I heard those sweet words, but no one could I see.
The voice spoke again, listen to what it said:
Come, drink of My blood and eat living Bread.
I was so amazed I could not understand,
Till one of God’s servants expounded the plan.
3 He told of the Savior, who died on the tree,
To save a poor sinner, a sinner like me;
I saw my condition, I saw my sad plight,
I dropped on my knees, and I prayed for the light;
I rose from my knees, and the darkness was gone,
The light of the Gospel most brightly now shone:
The darkness had faded fore’er from my sight,
And I understood now that God was the light.
4 Then I was as happy as happy could be,
For I knew my Savior had saved one like me;
Then why should I trouble, or why longer roam?
’Tis Jesus, my Savior, prepares me a home.
And soon the dark clouds will roll back as a scroll,
Revealing the city whose streets are of gold;
With shouting the saints shall ascend up on high,
And dwell in those mansions beyond the blue sky.