The Holy City Poem by Richard Merrell
The Holy City
The Holy City
The Righteous domain
Where there'll be no tears
And there'll be no pain.
No hunger or thirst
Or terrible strife
I'll eat from God's Tree
The Tree of Life.
There'll be no sun
Nor moon anymore
The Light of the world
Yeshua, I shall adore.
His Light will shine
In Jerusalem New
The City of Peace
Has a King of Peace too.
Revelation 21: 1-7
Revelation 22: 1-5
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