THEY ARE A PAST
FASTLY DISAPPEARING INTO THE PLACE WHERE I DON'T SEE THEM AND I DON'T CARE
NOW THAT IS TRUTH AND TRUTH AS CLEAR AS CRYSTAL AND AROUND ME IS TWO TREES AS I WAS GROWNING UP ON 125TH STREET THEIR WAS A STORE (NOW GONE) CALLED THE TREE OF LIFE*
NOW THE TREE OF LIFE* IS BY ME AND ON THE OTHER SIDE BY ME IS THE TREE OF KNOWLEDGE* AND IN THE MIDDLE RUNS THE RIVER WITH THE WATER OF LIFE
AS CLEAR AS CRYSTAL FLOWING FROM THE THRONE OF GOD AND THE LAMB
DOWN THE MIDDLE OF THE GREAT STREETS OF THE CITY
THERE NO LONGER WILL BE ANY CURSE
THE THRONE OF GOD AND THE LAMB WILL BE IN THE CITY
HIS SERVANTS WILL WORSHIP HIM
THEY WILL SEE HIS FACE
AND HIS NAME WILL BE WRITTEN ON THEIR FOREHEADS
THERE WILL BE NO MORE NIGHT
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