Fifteen hundred miles high
Fifteen hundred miles wide
Fifteen hundred miles long
Golden City
Fifteen hundred miles high
Fifteen hundred miles wide
Fifteen hundred miles long
Golden City
Behold I looked and the Holy City
Came down from the sky
It shined so bright with God's glory
I could hardly believe my eyes
Fifteen hundred miles high
Fifteen hundred miles wide
Fifteen hundred miles long
Golden City
The walls were clear, as clear as crystal
Filled with precious stonеs
The gates of pearl lеd to the city
Where streets were all made of gold
I saw thousands upon thousands
Singing, singing Holy, Holy
Christ has redeemed us today
No more crying, no more dying
No more, no more pain and sorrow
Those things are passed away
Fifteen hundred miles high
Fifteen hundred miles wide
Fifteen hundred miles long
Golden City
Fifteen hundred miles high
Fifteen hundred miles wide
Fifteen hundred miles long
Golden City
I heard a voice, that sounded like a trumpet
As lightning and thunder roared
He said, "the time has come, My holy people
Come see what I have in store"
Fifteen hundred miles high
Fifteen hundred miles wide
Fifteen hundred miles long
Golden City
Fifteen hundred miles high
Fifteen hundred miles wide
Fifteen hundred miles long
Golden City
Fifteen hundred miles high
Fifteen hundred miles wide
Fifteen hundred miles long
Golden City
Fifteen hundred miles high
Fifteen hundred miles wide
Fifteen hundred miles long
Golden City
Golden City was written by Leon Patillo.
Golden City was produced by Leon Patillo.