I will sing you a song of the New Jerusalem
The faraway home of the soul
Where no storms ever beat on that glittering strand
And the years of eternity roll
Oh, how sweet it will be in that beautiful home
Where sickness and sorrow comes no more
We will all meet someday in that home faraway
In the New Jerusalem
Oh, the gates are of pearl and the streets are of gold
In that land where we'll never grow old
We will all meet someday in that home faraway
In the New Jerusalem
Oh, how sweet it will be in that beautiful home
Where sickness and sorrow comes no more
We will all meet someday in that home faraway
In the New Jerusalem
Jesus suffered, bled and died, on the cross was crucified
To save a poor sinner like me
Now he sits on his throne and will welcome us home
In the New Jerusalem
Oh, how sweet it will be in that beautiful home
Where sickness and sorrow comes no more
We will all meet someday in that home faraway
In the New Jerusalem
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