This is a poem about the New Jerusalem.

Source: Clarion, 2002. 1 pages.

Zion: God's New Jerusalem Promised

Isaiah 62🔗

My diadem, My Hephzibah,
My crown of pure delight,
Let righteousness shine like the dawn;
Salvation’s blazing light.

You, in My place, called Beulah,
Nations will know your name,
Earth’s glorious kings regard your wealth;
My Glory grants you fame.

No longer you’ll “Deserted” be
Nor be named, “Desolate”
My glorious bride, come dwell with Me;
Guards watch My walled estate.

No enemy shall eat your grain,
(I swear by MY RIGHT HAND,)
Nor foreigners drink your new wine
Nor till in vain your land.

My Bride will eat and praise her Love;
Am I not God your Lord?
Then gather grapes, bring in the grain,
Come, enter in My court.

Pass through the gates, enter with joy,
Build up, cast stones away,
My banner raised for all to see,
Proclaim all this, today!

To Zion’s virgin daughter speak,
Your Saviour comes, the LORD,
His recompense He brings with Him
To you as your reward.

MY HOLY PEOPLE you’ll be called,
Redeemed, “Deserted” bride,
“Sought after,” will be your new name
His Zion found inside.4 Aug. 2001

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