O’er death’s sea, in yon blest ci­ty,
There’s a home for ev­ery­one;
Purchased with a price most cost­ly,
’Twas the blood of God’s dear Son.

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In that ci­ty—bright ci­ty,
Soon with loved ones I shall be;
And with Je­sus live for­ev­er,
In that ci­ty be­yond death’s sea.

Here we’ve no abid­ing ci­ty,
Mansions here will soon de­cay;
But that ci­ty God’s built firm­ly,
It can ne­ver pass away.

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I have loved ones in that ci­ty,
Those who left me years ago;
They with joy are wait­ing for me,
Where no fare­well tears e’er flow.

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T’ward that pure and holy ci­ty
Oft my long­ing eyes I cast;
Jesus whis­pers sweet­ly to me,
Heav’n is yours when earth is past.

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Jesus has pre­pared a man­sion,
Just beyond death’s chill­ing tide;
There we’ll go and live for­ev­er,
With the pure and sanc­ti­fied.

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