With Jesus at our head we all descended from the City down to this
earth, on a great and mighty mountain, which could not bear Jesus up,
and it parted asunder, and there was a mighty plain. Then we looked up
and saw the great City, with twelve foundations, twelve gates, three on
each side, and an angel at each gate. We all cried out, "The City, the
great City, it's coming! it's coming down from God out of heaven!" And
it came and settled on the place where we stood.
Then we began to look at the glorious things outside of the City.
There I saw most beautiful houses, that had the appearance of silver,
supported by four pillars set with pearls, most glorious to behold,
which were to be inhabited by the saints, and in them was a golden
shelf. I saw many of the saints go into the houses, take off their
glittering crowns and lay them on the shelf, then go out into the field
by the houses to do something with the earth; not as we have to do with
the earth here. A glorious light shone all about their heads, and they
were continually offering praises to God.
And I saw another field full of all kinds of flowers, and as I
plucked them I cried out, They will never fade. Next I saw a field of
tall grass most glorious to behold; it was living green, and had a
reflection of silver and gold, as it waved to the glory of King Jesus.
Then we entered a field full of all kinds of beasts--the lion, the
lamb, the leopard and the wolf, all together in perfect union. We passed
through the midst of them, and they followed on peaceably after.
Then we entered a wood, not like the dark woods we have here; but
light and beautiful. The branches of the trees waved to and fro, and we
all cried out, "We will dwell safely in the wilderness and sleep in the
woods." We passed through the woods, for we were on our way to Mount
As we were traveling along, we met a company who were also gazing at
the glories of the place. I noticed red as a border on their garments;
their crowns were brilliant; their robes were pure white. As we greeted
them I asked Jesus who they were. He said they were martyrs that had
been slain for him. With them was an innumerable company of little ones;
they had a hem of red on their garments also.
Mount Zion was just before us, and on the mount was a building which
looked to me like a temple, and about it were seven other mountains, on
which grew roses and lilies. And I saw the little ones climb, or if they
chose, use their little wings and fly to the top of the mountains, and
pluck the never-fading flowers.
There were all kinds of trees to beautify the place; the box, the
pine, the fir, the oil, the myrtle, the pomegranate, and the fig-tree,
bowed down with the weight of its timely figs, that made the place all
And as we were about to enter the temple, Jesus raised his lovely
voice and said, Only the 144,000 enter this place, and we shouted
Alleluia. The temple was supported by seven pillars, all of transparent
gold, set with pearls most glorious. The things I saw there I cannot
describe. O that I could talk in the language of Canaan, then could I
tell a little of the glory of the better world. I saw there tables of
stone in which the names of 144,000 were engraved in letters of gold.
After we beheld the glory of the temple, we went out, and Jesus left us,
and went to the City.
Soon we heard his lovely voice again, saying, "Come, my people, you
have come out of great tribulation, and done my will; suffered for me;
come in to supper; for I will gird myself and serve you." We shouted
Alleluia, glory, and entered into the City.
And I saw a table of pure silver, it was many miles in length, yet
our eyes could extend over it. I saw the fruit of the tree of life, the
manna, almonds, figs, pomegranates, grapes, and many other kinds of
I asked Jesus to let me eat of the fruit. He said, Not now. Those
who eat of the fruit of this land, go back to earth no more. But in a
little while, if faithful, you shall both eat of the fruit of the tree
of life, and drink of the water of the fountain. And he said, You must
go back to earth again, and relate to others what I have revealed to
Then an angel bore me gently down to this dark world. Bro. Wm. H.
Hyde who was present, composed the following verses, which have gone the
rounds of the religious papers, and have found a place in several hymn
books. Those who have published, read and sung them have little thought
that they originated from a vision of a girl, persecuted for her humble