Last night I lay a-sleeping
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
Methought the voice of angels
From heaven in answer rang
Methought the voice of angels
From heaven in answer rang
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Lift up your gates and sing
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna to your King
And then methought 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
Lift up your gates and sing
Hosanna
In the highest
Hosanna to your King
And once again the scene was changed
The earth there seemed to be
I saw the holy city
Beside the tideless sea
The light of God was on its street
The gates were open wide
And all who would fight
And no one was denied
No need of moon
No stars by night
No sun to shine by night
It was the new Jerusalem
A new Macassar way
It was the new Jerusalem
The new Macassar way


Jerusalem, Jerusalem, sing for the night is o'er.
Hosanna in the highest, Hosanna forevermore.
Hosanna in the highest, Hosanna forevermore.
Hosanna in the highest.