Classic Poem

A new-made world appear'd so gay,
The old was no more seen;
Heav'n, earth, and sea were roll'd away,
As if they ne'er had been.

Jerus'lem new came from above,
Like Paradise restor'd,
Prepar'd, as when the bride of love
Is deck'd to meet her Lord.

The shouting Heav'ns cry'd out, Behold,
God's dwelling is with man!
They shall be his; he'll keep his hold,
And be their God and gain.

His tender hand shall wipe the tears
From ev'ry weeping eye;
And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears,
And death itself, shall die.

The former things away are fled,
To be no more in view:
He sat upon the throne, who said,
Lo! I make all things new.

I'm Alpha and Omega too,
The origin and end:
Unto my royal orders now,
Let mortals all attend:

To him that thirsts, I'll freely give,
O' th' well of life his fill;
And he that drinks shall ever live,
Come whosoever will.

The saint that conquers sin, shall be
Of all things heir by line;
For I shall be his God, and he
A son and heir of mine.

But whoremongers, adulterers,
Despising God's commands,
Idolaters and sorcerers,
And men of bloody hands;

The faithless, and the scoffing crew,
That spurn at offer'd grace:
The devil's sordid retinue,
And all the lying race:

These shall be doom'd all to partake
Of ever-burning wrath;
And thrown into the fiery lake,
Which is the second death.

But happy on the other side,
Appear the heirs of life:
Heav'n's glory crowns the beauteous bride,
The Lamb's beloved wife.