by Bob Hartman

Based on Isaiah 65:17

Some believe this world is bound to get much better

They think utopia is just around the bend

They like humanity to come up with the answers

So they can keep their heads safely buried in the sand

This is my Father's world and He can fix it

Our hopeless band-aids are all counterfeit

In a perfect world, God's throne will come

In a perfect world, in a perfect world

In a perfect world ruled by His Son

In a perfect world, in a perfect world

Some still worship Mother Nature in her glory

They do a good thing when they stand up for her right

But Mother Nature has a Father in the heavens

And His creation went astray but never left His sight

The old will pass away and bring a new birth

A whole new heaven and a new earth

(Chorus)

In a perfect world, in a perfect world

In a perfect world, in a perfect world

Kingdom come

His will be done

On the earth

As it is in heaven

Till we come to where there is no night

And the Lord Himself will be our light