The…gates were twelve pearls…and the street of the city was pure gold.@Revelation 21:21
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James H. Fillmore, Sr. (1849–1936)

Ro­bert Spur­gin, in The Child­ren’s Hal­le­lu­jah (Cin­cin­na­ti, Ohio: Fill­more Bro­thers, 1886).

James H. Fill­more, Sr. (🔊 pdf nwc).

Just over the river, just over the river,
I’m told is the city of God;
Its gates are of pearl, and its streets are of gold,
And by glorified beings they’re trod.
And Jesus, my Savior, has gone to that city,
A place for His own to prepare;
In the house of the Father the mansions are many,
And one is awaiting me there.

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Just over the river,
That beautiful city I see;
Just over the river,
A place in that city for me.

Just over the river, just over the river,
The city that knoweth no night;
It needeth no sun, neither needeth the moon,
For the glory of God is its light.
In that city are loved ones awaiting my coming,
Expectant they stand on the shore;
O when shall I enter my mansion in Heaven,
A pilgrim to roam nevermore?

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