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

Methought the voice of angels from heaven in answer rang

Methought the voice of angels from heaven in answer rang

Jerusalem, Jerusalem

Lift up your gates and sing

Hosanna in the highest

Hosanna to your King

And all at once 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 opened wide

And all who would might enter and no one was denied

No need of moon or stars by night, nor 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

Jerusalem, Jerusalem

Sing for the night is o'er

Hosanna in the highest

Hosanna forevermore

Hosanna in the highest

Hosanna forevermore