I Can Sing About Heaven

There's a promised land, untouched by man
Prepared for the saved and the blessed
A city build foursquare far away somewhere
As a home for the saints to rest
So many have tried, but they couldn't describe
All the beauties on that bright shore
For it's never entered in to the hearts of man what the Father has in store

I could sing about Heaven for a million years
And never get the story told
Of the jasper walls and the gates of pearl
And the streets made of pure gold
Even John the Revelator and the heavenly vision
Could never really say what he saw
I could sing about Heaven for a million years
And still I could never tell it all

From the throne there springs a glimmering stream
Of waters pure and sweet
And it flows by the Tree of Life on its way to the crystal sea
And the precious stones that the walls rest on
Are of twelve different kind
And the night will cease, for the Prince of Peace is the light that forever shines

I could sing about Heaven for a million years
And never get the story told
Of the jasper walls and the gates of pearl
And the streets made of pure gold
Even John the Revelator and the heavenly vision
Could never really say what he saw
I could sing about Heaven for a million years
And still I could never tell it all