I Can Sing About Heaven

There's a promised land untouched by man
 Prepared for the saved and the blessed
 A city built four square 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 men
 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 in a 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