The Holy City

Last night I lay a sleeping there came a dream so fair

I stood in old Jerusalem, beside the temple there

I heard the children singing and ever as they sang

I thought the voice of Angels from Heaven in answer rang

I thought the voice of Angels from Heaven in answer rangJerusalem, Jerusalem

Lift up your gates and sing

Hosanna in the highest

Hosanna to your KingAnd once again the scene was changed, new earth there seemed to be

I saw the Holy City beside the tideless sea

The light of God was on its streets, the gates were open wide

And all who would might enter and no one was deniedNo need of moon or stars by night or sun to shine by day

It was the new Jerusalem that would not pass away

It was the new Jerusalem that would not pass away