Blessed is he that readeth

And they that hear

The words of this prophecy

He that overcometh

The same shall be clothed

In white raiment

And I will not blot

Out his name of the book of life

But I will confess

His name before my father

And before his angels

Word of my patience

I also will

Keep thee from the

Hour of temptation

Him that overcometh

Will I make a pillar

In the temple of my God

And he shall go no more out

And I will write upon him

The name of my God

And the name of the city of my God

Which is new Jerusalem

Which cometh down out of heaven

Streets paved in gold

And precious stones

Seven lamps

Before the throne

As many as I love

I rebuke and chasten

Be zealous therefore

Nd repent

Behold I stand

At the door and knock

If any man hear my voice

And open the door

I will come into him

And sup with him

And he with me