The book of Revelation is not one that has generally appealed to me, and pictures of heaven as a place with streets paved with gold don't particularly float my boat. It is not a metaphor that I love. But one day, and I no longer remember whether it was mentioned in a sermon or something that came to me spontaneously, I was suddenly captivated by this notion of people becoming transparent gold.
You can read about John's vision of this city that is also a bride, where tears are washed away and there is no longer a need for the sun because God shines so brightly in Revelation 21 and 22.
You can read about John's vision of this city that is also a bride, where tears are washed away and there is no longer a need for the sun because God shines so brightly in Revelation 21 and 22.
Transparent Gold
God showed John a city,
He said the city was the bride
It was a city made of gold as clear as glass.
A city made of people with nothing they would need to hide
It was a vision that will surely come to pass.
Transparent gold, transparent gold.
How I long to see,
How I long to be transparent gold.
The city needs no sunshine
God's glory sets it all ablaze.
And there's a river there that flows with healing grace.
With every tear forgotten, the people overflow with praise.
And now they call to all who thirst, "Come to this place."
Transparent gold, transparent gold
Don't you want to see,
Don't you want to be transparent gold?
