That city where never comes night
And I saw the bright angels in glory
I saw the fair mansions of light
I gazed for long, long years of rapture
On the face of my Savior so true
And I sang with the seraphim holy
Then I dreamed I searched Heaven for you.
That flows through the city of God
I searched through bright mansions celestial
And streets of gold pavement I trod
The faces of saints by the million
I scanned in my yearning to see
That face I had cherished so fondly
The face that had grown dear to me.
I asked of ten thousand sweet angels
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