Author: Joy F. Patterson Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O Lord, You gave Your servant John
A vision of the world to come:
A radiant city filled with light,
Where You with us will make Your home;
Where neither grief nor pain shall dwell,
Since former things have passed away,
And where they need no sun nor moon;
Your glory lights eternal day.
2 Our cities, Lord, wear shrouds of pain;
Beneath our gleaming towers of wealth
The homeless crouch in rain and snow,
The poor cry out for strength and health.
Youth's hope is dimmed by ignorance;
Unwilling workers idled stand;
Indifference walks unheeding by
As hunger stretches out its hand.
3 Come, Lord, make real John's vision fair;
Come, dwell with us, make all things new;
We try in vain to save our world
Unless our help shall come from You.
Come, strengthen us to live in love;
Bid hatred, greed, injustice cease.
Your glory all the light we need,
Let all our cities shine forth peace. Scripture: Revelation 21 Used With Tune: ST. PATRICK'S BREASTPLATE
O Lord, You Gave Your Servant John