Come, Let Us Dream

Come, let us dream God’s dream again.
Come, one and all, let us ascend
the mountain top where those of old
saw God’s new day on earth unfold.

The lame shall walk, the blind shall see,
the doors swing wide, all prisoners free,
the lowly raised, the proud brought low:
This is God’s dream: let justice flow.

When hatred ends and war shall cease,
so all may dwell in deepest peace,
then be assured the time is near
when perfect love casts out all fear.

But know the cost of claiming sight
of God’s new day, of wrongs made right,
for some have paid the highest price,
their lives for us, a sacrifice.

Prophets are scorned in their own lands
and martyrs slain by righteous hands;
Though dreamers die the dream will live
for we have yet our lives to give.

 

John Middleton, Worship and Song (Abingdon Press, 2011)