The twelve gates were twelve pearls, each gate made of a single pearl. The great street of the city was of gold, as pure as transparent glass.
Revelation 21:21
Words: Adapted from Mrs. K. W. Lotz, in The Brilliant, edited by W. T. Giffe (Indianapolis, Indiana, 1874), number 5.
Music: Ruidoso William T. Giffe, 1874 (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know Lotz’ full name, or where to get a good picture of her (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
O hear of a gold pavèd city,
Away in the realms of the blest:
Its pearl gates stand open forever,
Inviting earth’s weary to rest.
No tears dim the eyes that are beaming
With light from eternity’s spring,
No grief laden sighs ever mingle
With anthems the blood ransomed sing.
No night ever darkens its beauty,
No storm cloud o’ershadows its sky:
The lights of the jewel wallèd city
Are beams from the kind Father’s eyes.
A crown and a mansion await us
In city of sapphire and gold:
Come drink of its life giving fountain
And bask in its pleasures untold.