1 “Eye hath not seen” the city of the King,
The pearly gates, the gleam of jasper walls;
The Father’s house, with mansions all so fair,
O’er which the light of glory falls.
Refrain:
“Eye hath not seen,” “eye hath not seen”
The glory of the world, to come;
“Eye hath not seen,” nor can the heart conceive
The glory of our heav’nly home.
2 “Eye hath not seen” the upper fold of love,
The golden crowns, the shining robes of white;
The tree of life beside the crystal stream,
That glistens in the perfect light. [Refrain]
3 “Eye hath not seen” the glad, eternal day,
The victor’s palms, the harps that sweetly ring;
The sainted band around the shining throne,
Who praise the glory of the King. [Refrain]
Source: The Finest of the Wheat No. 2 #126