Jerusalem My Happy Home Name Ever Dear


Jerusalem, my happy home,
name ever dear to me,
when shall my labours have an end,
thy joys when shall I see?

When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls
and pearly gates behold,
thy bulwarks with salvation strong,
and streets of shining gold?

Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there
around my Saviour stand;
and all I love in Christ below
will join the glorious band.

Jerusalem, my happy home,
when shall I come to thee?
When shall my labours have an end,
thy joys when shall I see?

O Christ, do thou my soul prepare
for that bright home of love;
that I may see thee and adore,
with all thy saints above.