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