| John Saw
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| John saw jasper walls; |
| oh my, oh my, what a vision
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| John told of shining streets of gold
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| Where all God’s saints shall forever stroll
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| I’ve wondered time and again; |
| how could it have been
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| To gaze upon that heavenly throne
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| But I’ll wonder no more when I step on that shore
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| To walk upon the golden ground that John saw
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| 1.John saw a land I know I’ll share
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| he saw a river, flowing there.
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| John tell me more, John tell me more, John tell it all
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| John saw a throne so bright and fair; |
| he saw the gate with beauty rare
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| Some day I want to walk the golden ground that John saw
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| John saw jasper walls; |
| oh my, oh my, what a vision
|
| John told of shining streets of gold
|
| Where all God’s saints shall forever stroll
|
| I’ve wondered time and again; |
| how could it have been
|
| To gaze upon that heavenly throne
|
| But I’ll wonder no more when I step on that shore
|
| To walk upon the golden ground that John saw
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| 2.John heard a voice from heaven say
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| «I'll brush the tears, all tears away!»
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| John tell me more, John tell me more, John tell it all |
| He said, «No death shall enter there, no grief or pain for us to bear»
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| Oh, how I long to walk the golden ground that John saw
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| 3.Just in the midst of paradise, John saw a tree, a tree of life
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| John tell me more, John tell me more, John tell it all
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| The sun and moon no longer shine; |
| the Lamb of God shall be the light
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| Forever shining on the golden ground that John saw.
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| John saw jasper walls; |
| oh my, oh my, what a vision
|
| John told of shining streets of gold
|
| Where all God’s saints shall forever stroll
|
| I’ve wondered time and again; |
| how could it have been
|
| To gaze upon that heavenly throne
|
| But I’ll wonder no more when I step on that shore
|
| To walk upon the golden ground that John saw
|
| John saw jasper walls; |
| oh my, oh my, what a vision
|
| John told of shining streets of gold
|
| Where all God’s saints shall forever stroll
|
| I’ve wondered time and again; |
| how could it have been
|
| To gaze upon that heavenly throne
|
| But I’ll wonder no more when I step on that shore
|
| To walk upon the golden ground that John saw. |