Theres A Beautiful City Of Palaces


There’s a beautiful city of palaces bright,
Where there nevermore falleth the shadows of night,
And it needeth no sun, for the Lamb is the light,
Jerusalem, golden and fair.

Chorus:
Jerusalem, Jerusalem,
Jerusalem, golden and fair,
‘Mid earth’s busy thronging my heart is oft longing,
Thy rest and thy glories to share.

It is builded for all of the blood-washed and pure,
For the faithful who unto the end shall endure;
‘Tis the word of our God, and His promise is sure,
Jerusalem, golden and fair. [Chorus]

Never sorrow or sighing shall enter therein,
Never sickness or dying, or any more sin;
Thy inhabitants never shall weary again,
Jerusalem, golden and fair. [Chorus]

Just a few fleeting years and my race will be run;
Just a little more toil and my life’s work is done;
There I hope me to rest at the setting of sun,
Jerusalem, golden and fair. [Chorus]