Jerusalem, my happy home,

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    345

    Verse 1
    Jerusalem, my happy home,
    Name ever dear to me!
    When shall my labours have an end,
    In joy, and peace, and thee?

    Verse 2
    When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls
    And pearly gates behold,
    Thy bulwarks with salvation strong,
    And streets of shining gold?

    Verse 3
    There happier bowers than Eden's bloom,
    Nor sins nor sorrow know:
    Blest seats, through rude and stormy scenes
    I onward press to you

    Verse 4
    Why should I shrink at pain and woe,
    Or feel, at death, dismay?
    I've Canaan's goodly land in view,
    And realms of endless day

    Verse 5
    Apostles, martyrs, prophets there
    Around my Saviour stand;
    And soon my friends in Christ below
    Will join the glorious band

    Verse 6
    Jerusalem, my happy home,
    My soul still pants for thee!
    Then shall my labours have an end,
    When I Thy joys shall see