She can’t be won nor ever sold
Troubled beyond compare
As was so is Prophets foretold...
Her children everywhere
Many a voice has come to sing
Hearts have blessed in praise
The city of The coming King
The Ancient One of days
What visions will her radiance stir?
Pleasures to flow inside
For Christ Himself has wept for her
Through love He failed to hide
Does not her heart belong to Christ?
Her offspring found within
For such The Lord was sacrificed
That love may rise within
Love for each child He’ll call His own
Who’ll seek His guiding hand
Who’ll give their aching hearts of stone
To dwell His Promised Land
Can anyone on earth divide?
God’s real-estate of Light
Where only children will abide
Who from their sin take flight
Who’ll pledge their trust what Heaven’s planned
Through faith in God’s decree
On Zion Hill she came to stand
In hope of that to be
Great is our God great is His might
Great is our Father’s love
The future city shining bright
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