Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Lift up your gates and sing
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna to your King
- 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
Me thought the voice of angels from heav’n in answer rang
Me thought the voice of angels from heav’n in answer rang
Jerusalem! Jerusalem!
Hark! How the Angels
Sing Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna to your King
- And then me thought my dream was chang’d,
The streets no longer rang
Hush’d were the glad hosannas
The little ch’dren 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
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 chang’d
New earth there seemed to be
I saw the Holy City besides 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 a new Jerusalem that would not pass away
It was a new Jerusalem that would not pass away
Jerusalem! Jerusalem!
Sing for the night is o’er
Sing Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna forever more
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna forever more