Paroles de Paradise

In a blink of an eye When the last trumpet is blown I’ll be going I’ll be going home In a blink of an eye When the last trumpet is blown I’ll be going I’ll be going home The walls of jasper The city made of gold The gates of solid pearl A beautiful home No need of Sun No need of Moon The Lord God All-Powerful Your Glory shining Your Glory shining Jerusalem Jerusalem That’s my home That’s my home