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]
Source: Minnetonka Songs: for Sabbath Schools, compiled especially for the Minnetonka Sabbath-School Assembly #103