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)