Text Based On Isaiah Chapter 2
And he shall judge among the nations,
and shall rebuke many people:
and they shall beat their swords into plowshares,
and their spears into pruninghooks:
nation shall not lift up sword against nation,
neither shall they learn war any more.

Won't It Be Great!

Won't it be great in the world tomorrow
When the earth will be at peace.
Won't it be great when there's no more sorrow,
And all suffering will cease.
The blind man will see and the deaf, they will hear,
The lame man will leap up for joy.
The towns will be safe and the streets will resound
With the playing of girls and of boys.

Won't it be great in the world tomorrow
With no worries and no fears.
Won't it be great when there's no more sorrow,
And God wipes away all tears
The desert will blossom and bloom like a rose:
The rivers will run fresh and clean,
This planet will sparkle; the air will be clear;
Just imagine the wonderful scene.

Won't it be great in the world tomorrow,
When the earth will be at peace.
Won't it be great when there's no more sorrow,
And all suffering will cease.
The swords will be beaten to plow shares as well,
When ev'ry one's keeping God's laws.
There'll be no more fighting; the world will be free;
We will not hear of war any more.

Won't it be great in the world tomorrow
With no worries and no fears.
Won't it be great when there's no more sorrow,
And God wipes away all tears.