Last night I lay asleeping 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 my gates and sing Hosanna in the highest Hosanna to your King And then me thought my dream was chang'd, the streets no longer rang Hush'd were the glad Hosannas, my little children sang Their sun grew dark with mystery, my morn was cold and chill As the shadow of my cross arose, upon a lonely hill As the shadow of my cross arose, upon a lonely hill Jerusalem, Jerusalem Hark! How the Angels sing Hosanna in the highest Hosanna to our King And once again the scene was chang'd, new earth there seem'd to be I saw the Holy City beside the tideless sea My light of God was on its streets, the gates were open wide And all who would might enter and no one was denied No need of moon or stars by night or sun to shine by day It was the new Jerusalem that would not pa** away It was the new Jerusalem that would not pa** away Jerusalem, Jerusalem Sing for the night is o'er Hosanna in the highest Hosanna for evermore Hosanna in the highest Hosanna for evermore