The Holy City --arr. Mark Hayes
Flora Wall, Soloist
This anthem is given to the honor and the glory of God, and to the choir and
musicians of First Methodist Houston, by David & Cindy Brightbill.
Sanctuary Choir
Dr. Terry Morris, Director of Music
Sharon Goldsberry, Pianist
John Gearhart, Organist
First Methodist Houston Downtown
March 25, 2018
Last night I lay asleeping, 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.
Jerusalem! Jerusalem! Lift up your gates and sing,
Hosanna in the highest! Hosanna to your King!
And then I thought my dream was changed, the streets no longer rang.
Hushed were the glad hosannas the little children sang.
The sun grew dark with mystery, the morn was cold and chill
As the shadow of a cross arose up on a lonely hill.
Jerusalem! Jerusalem! Hark! how the angels sing,
Hosanna in the highest, Hosanna to your King!
And 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 denied.
No need of moon or stars by night or sun to shine by day;
It was the new Jerusalem that would not pass away.
Jerusalem! Jerusalem! Sing, for the night is over.
Hosanna in the highest, Hosanna forever more!
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