Wonderful City Of God

by James W. Ferrill

There's a wonderful place we call home,
'Tis a city of glory divine,
It is built in the garden of rest,
And that beautiful home shall be mine,
O that wonderful Eden, so blest,
Where Jesus, the Master has gone
To prepare us this glorious home.
There He bids us a welcome to come.

O how sweet it will be there to dwell
With the Saviour and Father of all,
In a palace of diamond and gold,
Where no evil to us can befall;
There no sorrow that home shall invade,
And our loved ones no more there shall die;
One celestial, unbroken, sweet day,
While eternities' ages roll by.

When the jewels of Jesus are brought,
There to shine in that land of sweet song,
What a beautiful, beautiful thought
That I shall be there in that throng;
Sweetest peace to my soul it will be,
To behold such a glorious sight,
Where the sun and the moon neither shine,
But the glory of God is the light.

Refrain

O wonderful city of God,
Just across in that beautiful clime,
Where the angels' sweet echo of song
In musical cadencies chime
O wonderful city of God,
By faith in the distance I see,
There's a mansion prepared over there,
Yes, a place in that city for me.