There's a city that looks
O'er the valley of death,
And its glories can never be told;
There the sun never sets,
And the leaves never fade,
In that beautiful city of gold.

Chorus:
There the sun never sets,
And the leaves never fade;
And the eyes of the faith
-ful our Savior behold,
In that beautiful city of gold.

There the King, our Redeem-
-er, the Lord whom we love,
All the faithful with joy shall behold
There the righteous forev-
-er shall shine as the stars,
In that beautiful city of gold.

Every soul we have led
To the foot of the cross,
Every lamb we have brought to the fold
Shall be there as bright jewels,
Or crowns to adorn,
In that beautiful city of gold.

There we'll tell how he loved
And redeemed us from sin,
But the half even there can't be told;
There we'll sing the new song
With the blood-washed at home,
In that beautiful city of gold

Diyin God bikéyah
Índa anoonééł ádin
Éí t’ah doo baa dahodiits’í̜i̜h da
God t’áá bí adiníłdíín
Tł’é̜é̜’ áadi ádin dooleeł
Áadi kin óola bee ádaalyaa

Há̜á̜h haast’i̜’ígíí:
Áadi tł’é̜é̜’ ádin doo
Ats’í̜í̜s doo daatsaah da
Áadi yisdáhaaskaií
Bits’áda’deezdíin dooleeł
Áadi kin óola bee ádaalyaa

Yá’a̜a̜shdi bik’ee ti’-
-hoonihígíí ádin dooleeł
Áadi éí doo hanáti̜h da dooleeł
Doo tł’é̜é̜’ náhádleehdi
Kéédahwiit’í̜i̜ dooleeł
Áadi kin óola bee ádaalyaa

Yá’a̜a̜shdi naasháago
Óola she'atiin dooleeł
Dáádílkał éí yódí bee ályaa
Tsé da’ílíinii bee
Shighan hadít’ée dooleeł
Áadi kin óola bee ádaalyaa