Men envision great wealth
With a life of good health
And in Jesus I too have a dream;
Of a city above
With a fountain of love
Flowing on in an unending stream.
Oft my dreaming takes flight
To that city of light
Where no dismaying darkness descends;
It was made without hands
And eternally stands
As a city where life never ends.
In my dream I behold
Many mansions of gold
Where the Savior has gone to prepare;
An eternal sweet rest
For the souls of the blest
In the city that lieth foursquare.
To the world it may seem
An impossible dream
That by faith I with fealty pursue;
But I’ll face the unknown
Dreaming faithfully on
Knowing someday my dream will come true.