Apocalipsis 21:4

Beyond the blue river
The streets are made of gold and glass
There everything is life
There everything is peace
Death and crying no more
Sadness and pain no more

I will see the great river of life
Clear as crystal
I will see the face of my master

There will be no more nights there
And there will be no more crying
I will see the eyes of Jesus
And touch his face at last

Nations will walk in his light
And the gates will never close
The city is of pure gold
Of jasper is its wall
Beyond the blue river

Death and weeping, sadness and pain
No more, never more