1 O city of the jasper wall,
And of the pearly gate,
For thee amid the storms of life,
Our weary spirits wait,
O may we walk the streets of gold,
No mortal feet have trod;
O may we worship at the shrine,
The temple of our God.
O land of bliss!
O land of light!
O city of the jasper wall!
O land forever bright!
2 O city where they need no light
Of sun, or moon, or star,
Could we with eye of faith but see
How bright thy mansions are,
How soon our doubts would flee away,
How strong our trust would grow,
Until our hearts should trust no more
The treasure here below. [Refrain]
3 O city where the shining gates
Shut out all grief and sin,
Well may we yearn amid earth’s strife,
Thy holy peace to win,—
Yet will we meekly bear the cross,
Nor seek to lay it down,
Until our Father calls us home,
And gives the promised crown. [Refrain]
Source: Worship and Service #92