See the people of God, pure as a bride, dressed on her wedding day Christ the aeons astride, makes of the skies, his holy King’s highway Sing the Praise of our God, maker of all, now making all things new
Rest your sword by your side, fling the gates wide, at ease you cherubim Dance you Garden of God, trees clap your hands, God and man home again Every tear wiped that day, death passed away, all of creation rests Here no sea and no night, river of life, washes our wounds away Feast your five senses freed, you who faith kept, take from the tree of life Ever worship our God, Father and Son, Spirit forever one We your family have come, won by your son, ever to dwell with you.
All things made good, all things were broken so God ever true, finally at home with you.