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That City

Author: Maria Burbank Williams Barnes Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12025 First Line: You tell me of a city Refrain First Line: A city which hath foundations Lyrics: 1 You tell me of a city Which is so bright and fair; Oh, why do not the friends I love Talk more of going there? I hear them speak of pleasures Which earthly things have giv’n; Why do they never mention The better joys of Heav’n? Refrain: A city which hath foundations, Whose builder and maker is God; Which shineth afar Like a beautiful star, By saints and angels trod! 2 I think about that city Of which I have been told, Whose gates are made of shining pearl, Whose streets are paved with gold. The firm and strong foundation Is built of jewels rare; I’m sure that nothing earthly Can with those walls compare. [Refrain] 3 Oh, dear and blessèd city, Could I but enter in, I should be free from every pain, From care, and doubt, and sin. Oh, let me bear each trial As patient as I may, For soon will all things mortal Forever pass away. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [You tell me of a city]
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That City

Author: Kate Cameron Hymnal: Minnetonka Songs #103 (1879) First Line: You tell me of a city Refrain First Line: A city which hath foundations Lyrics: 1 You tell me of a city Which is so bright and fair; Oh, why do not the friends I love Talk more of going there? I hear them speak of pleasures Which earthly things have given; Why do they never mention The better joys of heaven? Chorus: "A city which hath foundations, Whose builder and maker is God;" Which shineth afar, like a beautiful star, By saints and angels trod! 2 I think about that city Of which I have been told, Whose gates are made of shining pearl, Whose streets are paved with gold. The firm and strong foundation Is built of jewels rare; I’m sure that nothing earthly Can with those walls compare. [Chorus] 3 Oh, dear and blessed city, Could I but enter in, I should be free from every pain, From care, and doubt, and sin. Oh, let me bear each trial As patient as I may, For soon will all things mortal Forever pass away. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [You tell me of a city]

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