1 Jerusalem, my happy home,
Name ever dear to me;
When shall my labors have an end
In joy and peace in thee?
2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls
And pearly gates behold;
Thy bulwarks with salvation strong,
And streets of shining gold?
3 Oh when, thou city of my God,
Shall I thy courts ascend,
Where congregations ne'er break up,
And Sabbaths never end?
4 Why should I shrink from sin and woe?
Or feel, at death, dismay?
Jerusalem I soon shall view,
In realms of endless day.
5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there
Around my Saviour stand;
And soon my friends in Christ below
Will join the glorious band.
6 Jerusalem, my happy home,
My soul still pants for thee;
There shall my labors have an end
When I thy joys shall see.
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First Line: | Jerusalem, my happy home, Name ever dear to me |
Author: | Dickson |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Topic: | Heaven; The Heavenly City |