There is a wondrous country,
A city built foursquare.
And each and all are welcome
To find a dwelling there.
The nations gather homeward,
Peoples from far and wide.
Directions do not matter
With gates on every side.
And is not this the mission
That God to us has given--
To make the world we live in
Seem more and more like heaven?
Shall we not seek the friendship
Of peoples far and wide,
And let the heart’s fair city
Have gates on every side?