Here have we no continuing city, but we seek one to come. (Heb. 13:14) |
The city was pure gold, like unto clear glass. And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof. (Rev. 21:18,23) |
It is not for us to be seeking our bliss, And building our hopes in a region like this: We look for a city which hands have not piled — We pant for a country by sin undefiled. |
With a scrip on the back, and a staff in the hand, We march on in haste through an enemy’s land; The road may be rough, but it cannot be long, And we’ll smooth it with hope, and we’ll cheer it with song. |