The Holy City
Weatherly and Adams
1893

Intro
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 tho't the voice of angels
from heav'n in answer rang.
Me tho't the voice of angels
from heav'n in answer rang.

Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Lift up your gates and sing.
Hosanna in the highest.
Hosanna to your King.

Instrumental

And then me thot 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
upon a lonely hill.
As the shadow of a cross arose
upon a lonely hill

Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Hark how the Angels sing!
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna to your King.

Instrumental

And then me thot my dream was changed
New earth there seemed to be
I saw the Holy City beside the tideless sea
The light of God was on it's 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
It was the new Jerusalem,
that would not pass away

Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Sing for your night is o'er!
Hosanna in the highest,
Hosanna forever more,
Hosanna in the highest,
Hosanna forever more!

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