Текст песни Добрая весть - 2098 Дивный Город

The wondrous city is holy there, beyond heaven,
Unearthly, gold, full of paradise miracles.
We create it was an almighty hand,
So that the people eternal, holy lived in it.

Streets in Grad, how Crystal Dear,
And twelve gates in it, like pearls unearthly.
My Redeemer is there, there and the Church of Holy
There Saint Abraham and love of fullness.

There are trees fruit every month give,
There will be no need, there is a sacred comfort,
There will be peace there, I will forget the thunderstorm,
Angel marvelous hand himself utrot us tear.

The place is in the city of that to this day still,
The door is open in it, God on the feast of all calls.
Oh, my friend is dear, hurry to enter the hail,
There has got to rest, happiness, peace for the soul.