Dream
My greatest longing and persistent prayer is that as many people as possible accept God's love, allow themselves to be saved by his Son Jesus Christ and, like dreamers, come together as his people. This is best expressed by the following song by Martin Gutl, which is reproduced here with kind permission:
HE TAKES US HOME (according to Psalm 126)
Antiphon 2:
When
God brings us home, it will be a celebration.
It will be a celebration when
God brings us home.
When God brings us home it will be a celebration
it
will be a celebration when God brings us home.
Sp1
When God
brings us home from the days of wandering,
brings us home from the twilight
into His happy light,
this will be a celebration!
There our amazement will
begin again.
We will sing songs,
Songs that encompass world and history.
We will sing, dance and be happy:
for He leads us home:
from haste to
peace, from poverty to abundance.
When God brings us home, it will be a
celebration!
Sp 2
When God
brings us home from the narrow spaces,
this will be a celebration!
And
those who doubt will confess: Truly, you God do wonders!
He turns night into
day; He makes the desert bloom!
When God brings us home from the sleepless
nights,
from the fruitless talking, from the lost hours,
from the hunt for
money, from the fear of death,
out of fight and out of greed,
When God
brings us home, it will be a celebration!
Then He will loosen the fingers of his fist,
the
shackles with which we deprived ourselves of freedom.
He will expand the
space of our lives to all heights and depths,
to all lengths and breadths of
his immeasurable house.
He no longer draws any boundaries for us. Whoever
loves will love forever!
When God brings us home, it will be a celebration.
Sp 3
When God
brings us home, it will be a celebration.
We will hug each other and be
tender.
There will be laughter after long years of poverty, who suffered from
hunger.
There will be singing after long nights of rest
those tormented by
powers.
The righteous will dance,
who fought and suffered on earth for a
better world!
When God brings us home, it will be a celebration!
When God brings us home, it will be a celebration!
The blindfolds are removed from the eyes of those who are lost.
You will see.
The searchers finally find their you.
No one is tormented by the question
“Why” anymore.
Those who reproached God will be silenced.
We will look
without ever coming to an end.
When God brings us home, it will be a
celebration.
Man sows in sorrow, he suffers and
matures!
Its end remains a beginning!
He who sows in sorrow will reap in
joy.
For God our God is a God of eternal creation,
a God who creates the
new earth, the new heaven with us.
He lets us come and go,
lets us die and
rise again.
The sands of our earthly toil will shine.
The stones we
gathered to build our world
they will shine like crystals.
We will rejoice
like reapers reaping the harvest.
When God brings us home from the days of
wandering,
this will be a celebration!
A never-ending celebration!
lyrics: Martin Gutl