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<h2>HAIL THE GLORIOUS GOLDEN CITY</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“He…showed me the Holy City, Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven…it shone with the glory of God, and its brilliance was like that of a very precious jewel.” Revelation 21:10-11</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_a_d_adler_f.gif" alt="Felix Adler (1851-1933)" width="83.3333333333333" height="123.333333333333"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> Felix Adler, 1878; first appeared in the <em>Pilgrim Hymnal</em>, 1904. The lyrics have great significance, coming from a Jewish Professor of Social Ethics, son of a rabbi. The words parallel the vision of the New Jerusalem that John received on the island of Patmos, recorded in the Book of Revelation.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Sanctuary,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_d_y_dykes_jb.html" target="_blank">John Bacchus Dykes</a>, 1871 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_s_sanctuar.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_d_y_dykes_jb.jpg" alt="John Bacchus Dykes (1823-1876)" width="133.333333333333" height="200"></td>
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<p>Hail the glorious golden city,<br>
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Pictured by the seers of old!<br>
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Everlasting light shines o’er it,<br>
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Wondrous tales of it are told:<br>
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Only righteous men and women<br>
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Dwell within its gleaming wall;<br>
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Wrong is banished from its borders,<br>
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Justice reigns supreme o’er all.</p>
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<p>We are builders of that city,<br>
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All our joys and all our groans<br>
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Help to rear its shining ramparts;<br>
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All our lives are building stones:<br>
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Whether humble or exalted,<br>
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All are called to task divine;<br>
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All must aid alike to carry<br>
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Forward one sublime design.</p>
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<p>And the work that we have builded,<br>
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Oft with bleeding hands and tears,<br>
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Oft in error, oft in anguish,<br>
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Will not perish with our years:<br>
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It will live and shine transfigured,<br>
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In the final reign of right;<br>
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It will pass into the splendors<br>
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Of the city of the light.</p>
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