The City

<p>Holy majesty lines the buildings and the streets Where His presence falls In the city where we're called</p><p>In the city With His grace We'll take our place there In the city of the One who makes a joy so great it burns</p><p>So we take the road Towards the city, towards the throne And beckon others come To live with the Holy One</p><p>In the city Face to face We'll end our race there In the city of the One who makes a joy so great it burns</p><p>Jesus waits at the gates With the angels and the saints In one accord in the city great for the final day they anticipate</p><p>When the trumpet blows We'll leave our bodies far below And our faith behind There's no need for faith we're no longer blind</p><p>In the city Golden streets aren't all we'll meet there In the city of the One who makes a joy so great it burns</p>