Arise, shine out, your light has come, unfolding City of our dreams. On distant hills a glory gleams: the new creation has begun. Above earth's valleys, thick with night, high on your walls the dawn appears, and history shall dry its tears, as nations stream towards your light. From walls surpassing time and space, unnumbered gates, like open hands, shall gather gifts from all the lands, and welcome all the human race. The sounds of violence shall cease as dwellings of salvation rise to sparkle in eternal skies from avenues of praise and peace. The dancing air shall glow with light and sun and moon give up their place when Love shines out of every face: our Good, our Glory, our Delight. Amen. (opt.)