The twelve gates were twelve pearls: every several gate was of one pearl: and the street of the city was pure gold, as it were transparent glass. Revelation 21:21
When we reach the golden city,
When we pass the pearly gate,
Where our friends, who went before us,
For our coming watch and wait.
We will walk in the streets of the city,
With our loved ones gone before;
We will sit on the banks of the river,
We will meet to part no more.
Here our happy hearts already
Taste by faith the bliss of Heav’n;
To our hungry souls the manna
From above is freely giv’n.
But how great will be our pleasure,
When we, free from sin and pain,
On the other side of Jordan,
See each other there again.
Then we’ll gladly wait a little,
Gladly still our burdens bear;
Soon we’ll get a crown of glory,
Soon we’ll Jesus’
well done hear.