2. Juni 2019

O lord, You gave Your servant John / A vision of the world to come: / A radiant city filled with light, / Where You with us will make Your home; / Where neither grief nor pain shall dwell, / Since former things have passed away, / And where thy need no sun nor moon; / Your glory lights eternal day. // Our cities, Lord, wear shrouds of pain; / Beneath our gleaming towers of wealth / The homeless crouch in rain and snow, / The poor cry out for strength and health. / Youth’s hope is dimmed by ignorance; / Unwilling, workers idled stand; / Indifference walks unheeding by / As hunger stret­ches out his hand. // Come, Lord, make real John’s vision fair; / Come, dwell with us, make all things new; / We try in vain to save our world / Unless our help shall come from You. / Come, strengthen us to life in love; / Bid hatred, greed, injustice cease. / Your glory all the light we need, / Let all our cities shine forth peace. Amen.