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)