Heavenly City

I sigh for the heavenly country

Where the heavenly people pass

And the sea is as quiet as a mirror

Of beautiful, beautiful glass

I walk in the heavenly fields

With lilies and poppies bright

I am dressed in a heavenly coat

Of polished white

When I walk in the heavenly parkland

My feet on the pastures are bare

Tall waves the grass, but no harmful creature is there

At night I fly over the house-tops

And stand on the bright moonbeams

Gold are all heaven's rivers

And silver her streams

I sigh for the heavenly country

Where the heavenly people pass

And the sea is as quiet as a mirror

Of beautiful, beautiful glass

I walk in the heavenly fields

With lilies and poppies bright

I am dressed in a heavenly coat

Of polished white

When I walk in the heavenly parkland

My feet on the pastures are bare

Tall waves the grass, but no harmful creature is there

At night I fly over the house-tops

And stand on the bright moonbeams

Gold are all heaven's rivers

And silver her streams