City of New Hope
Celestial spires
Rise high
As angel choirs
Sound, rejoice
Holy saints walk,
Rub elbows
Side by side
In a city so rare
Where golden is the air
Encircling every face
Settling, leaving a trace
Of its shining glory
Walls there
Sheer, translucent
Rainbowed in ever
Changing colors
Saints live, worship
In joy with each other
The nearness, life of
Their God
Filling every crevice
Perfection’s glory
Fulfilling every wish
Throne room of
Grace
Three working as one
Joy lifts each face
To see their God
Forever
My human words
Are inadequate to say
Express the glory
Of even just one day
Within this place
Where perfection holds
Its complete sway
The world’s divine God
Lives here
Abolishes every care
Hungry, yearning
For you to dare
To aim for such a place
Reach higher
While you still have the time
He sits enthroned,
Waiting
For you to reach for
Him & His home transcendent,
This Heaven’s light sublime!
SoulSails 