If words could describe
the longing in my heart
for the place prepared for me
when I think of Heavens glory
awaiting the redeemed
All within me rises up
at the thought of what will be
How I long for the New Jerusalem
just to see my savior's face
all my heart is in Jerusalem
my home my resting place
(mmmm)
I've heard that the streets
are paved with gold
and the light there never fades
I've heard of treasures to behold
that words could not explain
and the praise of the saints like an ocean
holy is the Lamb that was slain
How I long for the New Jerusalem
just to see my savior's face
all my heart is in Jerusalem
my home
my resting place
No more crying
and no more pain
every tear will be wiped away
all suffering on earth will cease
forevermore a king
Jerusalem
Jerusalem!
How I long for the New Jerusalem
just to see my savior's face
My heart is in Jerusalem
My home
My resting place
my resting place