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