No more tears
| Who is the city? | |
| We shall be His people | |
| It is done | |
| The second death | |
| I'll show you the bride | |
| Twelves | |
| He had a gold reed | |
| The perfect city | |
| Wall and foundations | |
| Gates and street | |
| No temple | |
| God and the Lamb are the city's light | |
| The nations bring honor and glory | |
| Special reservation required |
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