The sword shall live in peace, without the shame of human blood,
Never to be drawn again in length, His Truth shall be understood,
Like a snake in the eagle's shadow, fully knowing it's final destiny,
All shall see our Lord, Jesus Christ coming in His Power and Glory.

Blessed be His Servant, whom the Lord when He arrives be found,
Faithful and wise expanding His Kingdom, at angel's trumpet sound,
The great city, the holy New Jerusalem, out of heaven descending,
Having the glory of God and her light, with precious stones shining.

Walls great and high with twelve gates and His angels at each one,
Names of the twelve tribes of the children of Israel written thereon,
Walls of the city have twelve foundations, in them, were the name,
Twelve apostles of the Lamb, when He walked on earth, the same.

No temple is inside, the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb replace it,
No need of the sun or moon to shine, their Glory shall be The Light,
For nations of them which are saved shall walk and bring honor into,
They which are written in the Lamb's book of life are to fervently do.