We Will Dance on Streets that are Golden

Even though I'm having to jump through a lot of hermeneutical hoops to get there, this is my conclusion to the Song of Songs, afterall. At least, that's the doxological conclusion.

Sing a song of celebration
Lift up a shout of praise
For the Bridegroom will come
The glorious One
And oh, we will look on His face
We’ll go to a much better place

Dance with all your might
Lift up your hands and clap for joy
The time’s drawing near
When He will appear
And oh, we will stand by His side
A strong, pure, spotless bride

We will dance on the streets that are golden
The glorious bride and the great Son of man
From every tongue and tribe and nation
Will join in the song of the Lamb