There will be no angry dark clouds
Darkening the Earth
No strong winds causing havoc
That was part of the curse
No turbulent tornadoes
Tearing buildings down
No storms, no fearsome floods
Which cause so many folk to drown
No wrathful streak of lightning
Destroying fields of wheat
No tremors and no earthquakes
No more gang fights in the street
No wars, no senseless murders
No more hatred will abound
No more famines, no more fires
No more weeds defile the ground
There will be no tears of sorrow
Roll down a mother’s cheek
No grave to hold a loved one
No-one old, nor sick, nor weak
No vicious beast to harm us
No drought, no barren land
No snow to chill our bodies
No fog, no sinking sand
No more parting from our loved ones
No more sorrow, no more pain
No fear, no colour barriers
No more filth and no more shame
No hot sun, no more volcanoes
No night, no Hurricane
No serpent there to tempt us
No perversion, no more sin
There will be a golden city
Prepared by God’s own hand
So magnificent a glory
Never seen upon the land
No such wonder ever entered
Into the hearts of men
That which is waiting for us
In the new Jerusalem
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