I'll sing you a song of a city

Verse 1

I'll sing you a song of a city Which mortals have never yet seen, I'll sing you a song of a country Whose valleys forever are green; Whose murmuring streamlets and fountains The ransomed ones soon shall behold, The glorious light of whose mountains No tongue has ever yet told.

Chorus

The half has never been told, The half has never been told; O, wonderful kingdom of glory! The half has never been told.

Verse 2

I'll sing of those beautiful mansions The Saviour has gone to prepare; I'll sing of the noontide of glory That lingers eternally there; I'll sing of life's tree and life's river, I'll sing of the streets of pure gold: Tho' thousands have sung of these glories, The half has never been told.

Verse 3

I'll sing you a song of the loved ones We'll meet on those beautiful plains, Where sorrow and death cannot enter, Where friendship forevermore reigns; I'll sing of the life that's unending, Of songs that shall never grow old, Whose heavenly harmonies blending, Are robed in beauty untold.

Verse 4

But hark! there is something more precious Than all of these pleasures so rare, The hope of beholding my Saviour, The promise of knowing him there Who trod the rough, pathway before us Those portals of bliss to unfold Who suffered and died to restore us; His love can never be told.