O city crowned in ancient light, where trumpet echoes sweep the sky,
foundations blaze with every hue, sapphire, emerald, ruby true.
And gates of pearl swing open wide to welcome hearts from far and near. Jerusalem!
O radiant throne, joy of the earth, God’s chosen home.
Streets run with laughter, gold beneath, a dance of souls, in song and wreath.
Mount Zion sings, her banners bright, the longing of the ages met.
Upon your walls the watchmen stand and call the faithful to rejoice:
“Arise! The city is adorned. Her promise sealed with holy voice!”
My spirit leaps in scarlet flight, to be within your courts of praise.
Where every tear is wiped away and love’s pure fire forever stays.
O city high, O promised land, my heart ascends your golden ways.
To join the dance of saints and dove and dwell forever in your love.
