"I dreamed of the glorious city
Bright and beautiful
When I entered the gates
I cried out: Holy
And the angels came to meet me
They showed me heavenly mansions
Oh What I saw!
He said:
I want to see Jesus,
It was by all who died
Kneeling cried
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
The applauded with shouts of glory
Glory to the Son of God
Upon entering the gates of the city,
I could see my beloved
The streets of the sky led me
Many scenes
For me to describe
I saw Abraham,
Jacob and Isaac
I spoke with Mark
And John
He said:
James, I want to see Jesus,
Why was he who died for me "