ZION by Val John Jennings

Zion is a place apart
from worry, sin, and fear.
Zion is for the pure in heart.
Zion is quite near.

Zion can fill all our land,
from sea to shining sea.
Zion can be a little band
made up of you and me.

Zion is where the righteous dwell.
It's more than time and space.
Zion welcomes all the earth
the entire human race.

"Come unto Me!" the Savior said.
"Come, and enter in."
He beacons us to follow.
We must abandon sin.

Once Zion fled away.
A city taken home.
Away from sinful folks who stray.
A world left alone.

Then came a flood of cleansing.
An ark thereon preserved.
A family carried forth to claim,
all that man deserves.

So we look forth to Zion.
It will return again.
But Zion is the pure in heart
the city's celestial twin.

A city filled with people
who have a common goal
united in righteousness
to make it's people whole.

Tags: Poetry Pure Righteous Enoch

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