Granite-solid, airy, glorious,
Rising o’er the race of time,
Reigns a kingdom all victorious,
Unperturbed by hate and crime.
In this paradise of Eden
Men and women walk with God
Shamelessly, His grace to sweeten
Shadows from the basal sod.
By His covenant they reckon
Sins expunged and stripped of charm.
While the astral mansions beckon,
Zion’s children fear no harm.
Built around a temple showing
Where God’s holiness can dwell,
Source of living water flowing:
Jesus, our Immanuel.
He who proved its prized perfection
Gave it form for eyes of faith
By His death and resurrection
To secure each tenant’s place.
When God sounds the final trumpet,
His great kingdom to unveil,
Then will come the Lord triumphant,
Over evil to prevail.
Left outside, the foolish virgins
With no life to light their way:
Nevermore will sin’s incursions
Darken on that dazzling day.
Fast will fade earth’s former features,
Symbols of a stabler sphere.
God will consummate with creatures
Lavish love that lured us here.
Ed Morris, 2011
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