I'm looking forward, toward the ultimate Sabbath day Where the former order of things on this planet have passed away Beyond this physical plane awaits a whole new world With a city of 12 gates, made from one huge pearl Where everyone looks young, speaking one new tongue Looking glorious, shining like the rays from the sun The nations will come, waiting to see His glorious Face Praising the Son, receiving the reward that awaits It's not a flight of steps ascending for miles up in the clouds Greeted by babies with wings, plucking on strings There's not a line of people waiting to get in the gate either And no, Saint Peter is not the gatekeeper Since the fall of Adam, life is savage and time flies Hard to fathom but try to imagine in your mind's eye A place where division and contention are never mentioned A new dimension where fellowshipping is never ending The thought of dying never enters our minds We'll be forever in our prime, in heaven there is no time But for now we're in this makeshift home, so creation groans Until He returns and takes us home to Heaven In a world gone frantic, I stand as a messianic. Can't stand it this planet isn't my home. But I long for Mount Zion in Novi Yerushalayim When I'm by Him in the Shamayim of Gold The redeemed sons & daughters will drink of the living water from the Father & the Lamb on the Throne Cuz His glory is the story and we'll all be shouting "holy" as we serve him in the Shamayim of gold In Heaven, travel will be no hassle, no need of transportation Desire your location – reach your destination On this physical side the laws of physics apply But in heaven these laws we're no longer limited by Our bodies will be glorified with heightened senses and physical feelings Still we'll be able to somehow walk through literal buildings No need for moons 'cus there will be no night-time No need for a sun, God's glory will make the light shine Transparent roads made of pure gold A rushing river of living water as clear as crystal flows from the Throne You and Messiah privately walking beside the quiet streams Enjoying the sounds, in the background angelic choirs sing A heavenly melody, impossible audible notes Lyrics so wonderful, for now it's unlawful to quote We will be astounded by our surroundings As we discover beautiful colors by the thousands that are all around us Delicious food Yeshua freely will give We'll eat it for pleasure, not because we need it to live The reward is infinite, we'll explore the limitless With our Lord more intimate, never bored but interested in Heaven In a world gone frantic, I stand as a messianic. Can't stand it this planet isn't my home. But I long for Mount Zion in Novi Yerushalayim When I'm by Him in the Shamayim of Gold The redeemed sons & daughters will drink of the living water from the Father & the Lamb on the Throne Cuz His glory is the story and we'll all be shouting "holy" as we serve him in the Shamayim of gold At the Throne in white robes is a sea of people no man can number Their praises will sound like rushing water and roaring thunder The sound of wings fluttering and creatures never seen Like Seraphim who hide their feet and eyes while worshipping The Lion from Zion who brings down the New Yerushalayim A city unlike any, fashioned by God's design The names of the apostles of the Lamb are etched upon Twelve different precious stones that this City will rest upon After measuring this expansion Biblical scholars have calculated roughly the number of mansions As five quadrillion, six hundred seventy-seven trillion Six hundred thirty-five billion, a hundred million Mansions in the New Jerusalem, that's if we can assume There's seven thousand square feet measured in each of the rooms This city will not be over-crowded, you measure this by mileage The length and width of this palace is from DC to Dallas And just as many miles up Imagine five thousand, four hundred and forty empire state buildings piled up The proportions are awesome in this place In the face of the Sovereign where all sin is erased As Yeshua and His bride hold hands, while we slow-dance In the eternal honeymoon suite of the Great Romance With no chance of falling ever again We will be His people and God will dwell forever with men in Heaven