The Long, Long Day/This New Jerusalem

David
The long, long day is slipping into sunset
The laughter of the young a foreign sound
The splendor of the earth less captivating
I am waiting

The voices that I hear are too respectful
The arguments a little too profound
I only want a gentle hand to stay me
As they lay me in the ground

And yet I'm not afraid
A kind of peace is made
Forgiven, I am happy to be called

Everything I've done I now rejoice in
Everyone I've loved I love once more
Would there had been many more diversions
To beg forgiveness for

It's only in the wake
Of evening that we make
Some sense and see the beauty of the day
And when the darkness falls
The thought that gets us by
Is knowing that we do not need
To know God's reason why

Solomon
I am the blood of Abraham
The seed of an immortal line
Whose life was given to his God
Whose promise to his God is mine
And to this new Jerusalem
Our fathers come at last

Bathsheba and Michal
The sons of Jacob live again

All
The glories of our sacred past
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Though palaces may rise
Within your walls,
Your dust, your stones
Are prize enough
For these contended
Eyes