I am going to a city Where the roses never fade, Here they bloom but for a season, Soon their beauty is decayed; Where the tree of life is bloomimg And the roses never fade.

I am going to a city
Where the roses never fade,
Here they bloom but for a season,
Soon their beauty is decayed;
We'll be free from all temptations
Where the roses never fade.

I am going to a city Where the roses never fade, Loved ones gone to be with Jesus, In their robes of white arrayed, Now are waiting for my coming Where the roses never fade.