420 Jerusalem My Happy Home
[1]
Jerusalem my happy home
O how I long for thee!
When will my sorrows have an end
The joys when shall I see?
Jerusalem my happy home
O how I long for thee!
When will my sorrows have an end
The joys when shall I see?
[2]
The walls are all of precious stone
Most glorious to behold;
Thy gates are richly set with pearl
Thy streets are paved with gold.
The walls are all of precious stone
Most glorious to behold;
Thy gates are richly set with pearl
Thy streets are paved with gold.
[3]
Thy garden and thy pleasant walks
My study long have been;
Such dazzling views by human sight
Have never yet been seen.
Thy garden and thy pleasant walks
My study long have been;
Such dazzling views by human sight
Have never yet been seen.
[4]
Lord help us by Thy mighty grace
To keep in view the prize
Till Thou dost come to take us home
To that blessed paradise.
Lord help us by Thy mighty grace
To keep in view the prize
Till Thou dost come to take us home
To that blessed paradise.