1 And he shewed me a pure ryver of water of lyfe clere as cristall: procedynge oute of the seate of God and of the lambe.2 In the myddes of the strete of it and of ether syde of ye ryver was there wode of lyfe: which bare xii maner of frutes: and gave frute every moneth: and the leves of the wodde served to heale the people with all.3 And there shalbe no more cursse but the seate of god and the lambe shalbe in it: and his servauntes shall serve him:4 And shall se his face and his name shalbe in their forheddes.5 And there shall be no nyght there and they nede no candle nether light of the sunne: for the lorde God geveth them light and they shall raygne for evermore.