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 



(Chorus)