Well there were three gates in the east

And there were three gates in the west

Three gates in the north

Three gates in the south

And that makes twelve gates to the city all square wide



John you saw might numbers way up in the middle of the air

Well John declared that he saw a man

He held twelve bright stars in his right hand

Well his eyes flashed fire like the burning sun

Old John got scared and he wanted to run

Well he wanted to run but his feet wouldn't go

Cause he felt the gospel cutting like a two-edged sword

And he heard a voice that said John, you take a look

And read what you see and then you write it in a book



And he saw twelve angels in the east

And there were twelve angels in the west

Twelve angels in the north,

Twelve angels in the south

That's a total of forty-eight angels to the city, four squared wide