a467. Jerusalem the golden!

1 Jerusalem the golden!
With milk and honey blest,
Beneath thy contemplation
Sink heart and voice opprest.
I know not, O I know not
What joys await us there,
What radiancy of glory,
What bliss beyond compare!

2 They stand, those halls of Zion,
All jubilant with song,
And bright with many an angel,
and all the martyr-throng;
The Prince is ever in them,
The daylight is serene.
The pastures of the blessed
Are decked in glorious sheen.

3 There is the throne of David,
And there, from care released,
The shout of them that triumph,
The song of them that feast;
And they who with their Leader
Have conquered in the fight,
Forever and forever
Are clad in robes of white.

4 Jerusalem the golden,
Shall I e'er see thy face?
O sweet and pleasant city,
Shall I e'er win thy grace?
I have the hope within me
To comfort and to bless;
Shall I e'er win the prize itself?
O my Redeemer, yes!

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First Line: Jerusalem the golden!
Language: English
Publication Date: 1895
Topic: Christian Life and Hope; The Consummation: Eternity
Notes: Author from Index: B. de Morlai— J.M. Neale
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