"I dreamed of the glorious city Bright and beautiful When I entered the gates I cried out: Holy And the angels came to meet me They showed me heavenly mansions Oh What I saw! He said: I want to see Jesus, It was by all who died Kneeling cried Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy The applauded with shouts of glory Glory to the Son of God Upon entering the gates of the city, I could see my beloved The streets of the sky led me Many scenes For me to describe I saw Abraham, Jacob and Isaac I spoke with Mark And John He said: James, I want to see Jesus, Why was he who died for me "
