Home In Zion

May all of us come home again,
     In holy Zion dwell,
At last made free of Eden’s sin
     Through our Emmanuel.

For Zion has in Him become
     New name for Paradise,
Restored by Him through death undone
     And raised from earthly strife.

In Zion’s streets play boys and girls,
     And Rachel no more wails,
For all grave clothes have been unfurled;
     All live beyond the pale.

His truth is only spoken here
     And lived in full each day,
As we all live beyond death’s fear
     With Jesus who’s our Way.

The life we live is His within
     Each one uniquely made;
We’re all who we have always been
     When seen without sin’s shade.

Our Father draws us each to Him—
     Through faith we understand—
We’re born again in Bethlehem,
     The gate to Zion’s land.

His never-ending glory lives
     In Zion raised on high,
And to us all He glory gives:
     Now we will never die.