Chapter III: Part I: I

O vision bright of heavenly peace,
Jerusalem on high,
With living stones Thy walls are built,
All beauteous to the eye;
A high-born bride, the angels stand
Around Thee, an attendant band.

II

From heaven she cometh down prepared
Her nuptial hour to grace;
With jewels decked she shall be led
To see her Bridegroom’s face.
O fair her streets, her bulwarks fair,
For purest gold is everywhere.

III

Her gates, adorned with glowing pearl,
Stand open day and night,
And hither come the faithful souls,
And enter in His right,
For whom they bore the cruel shame,
That earth has linked to His dear name.

IV

All precious stones and shapely all,
By sore affliction made;
Each in its place the Heavenly King
With His own hand has laid—
Such was the plan, that with the Elect
The walls of Zion should be decked.