1 O THOU not made with hands,
Not throned above the skies,
Nor walled with shining walls,
Nor framed with stones of price,
More bright than gold or gem,
God's own Jerusalem!
2 Where'er the gentle heart
Finds courage from above;
Where'er the heart forsook
Warms with the breath of love;
Where faith bids fear depart,
City of God, thou art.
3 Thou art where'er the proud
In humbleness melts down;
Where self itself yields up;
Where martyrs win their crown;
Where faithful souls possess
Themselves in perfect peace;
4 Where in life's common ways
With cheerful feet we go;
Where in his steps we tread,
Who trod the way of woe;
Where he is in the heart,
City of God, thou art.
5 Not throned above the skies,
Nor golden-walled afar,
But where Christ's two or three
In his name gathered are,
Be in the midst of them,
God's own Jerusalem.
Source: The New English Hymnal #430
First Line: | O Thou not made with hands |
Title: | O Thou Not Made with Hands |
Author: | Francis Turner Palgrave (1865) |
Meter: | 6.6.6.6.6.6 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
0 thou not made with hands, p. 876, ii. Given in Primitive Methodist Hymnal, 1887, as "City not made with hands."
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, Appendix, Part II (1907)