Written by Mark Bishop
God gave John a vision… a city coming down.
There was no more night… no more sorrow to be found.
John beheld the gates of pearl… he saw the jasper walls.
His mind could hardly take it in. His eyes could hardly see it all.
If you’re going… where I’m going?
One day we’ll be strolling down… heaven’s golden avenue.
If you’re going… where I’m going,
A river will be flowin’… and angels singing glory to his name.
John beheld a great throne… he couldn’t see God’s face.
But every fear he ever had just disappeared without a trace.
A tree of life before him… a brand new robe and crown.
He couldn’t wait to tell it. No, he couldn’t wait to write it down.
If you’re going… where I’m going?
One day we’ll be strolling down… heaven’s golden avenue.
If you’re going… where I’m going,
A river will be flowin’… and angels singing glory to his name!
There’s an old-time preacher… a Bible in his hand,
He tells the congregation all about a better land…
Are you going… where I’m going?
John saw… walls of jasper. John saw… streets of gold.
One day we’ll be strolling down… heaven’s golden avenue.
John saw amazing things, the half of which has not been told.
If you’re going… where I’m going,
John saw… walls of jasper. John saw… streets of gold.
A river will be flowin’… and angels singing glory to his name
John saw amazing things, the half of which has not been told.
Are you going… where I’m going?
(John saw a holy city… coming down)
One day we’ll be strolling down… heaven’s golden avenue.
If you’re going… where I’m going,
(John saw the angels… heard a brand new song…)
A river will be flowin’… and angels singing glory to his name
And angels singing glory to his name. (Eyes have never seen…)
And angels singing glory to his name. (Ears have never heard…)
And angels singing glory to his name. (To his name…)