There's a bright and beautiful city, A beautiful city on high; A beautiful city for you and me, Far, far beyond the sky. The streets of that city with gold are paved, The gates are of pearls pure and white, And the walls are of rare and precious stones Most beautiful and bright. In that city are never-fading flowers, There the tree of Life ever grows; And the river of Life so clear and pure Through that beautiful city flows. No moon nor stars ever shine there For there never is any night, Nor no sun is there to shine by day For the Savior is the light. The inhabitants never do get sick In that fair city on high, And they never need any graveyards there For they never, never die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JEALOUS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A CALIFORNIA CHRISTMAS by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER GOD'S ACRE by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN THE CHASE OF THE METAPHOR by RICHARD BLACKMORE A PIPE OF TOBACCO (MR. POPE'S STYLE IMITATED) by ISAAC HAWKINS BROWNE WINDSOR, VERMONT by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY |