Hymnal ‎#495

495. O mother dear, Jerusalem!

1 O mother dear, Jerusalem!
When shall I come to thee?
When shall my sorrows have an end?
Thy joys when shall I see?

2 O happy harbour of God's saints!
O sweet and pleasant soil!
In thee no sorrow may be found,
Nor grief, nor care, nor toil.

3 No murky cloud o'ershadows thee,
Nor gloom, nor darksome night;
But every soul shines as the sun;
For God Himself gives light.

4 O my sweet home, Jerusalem!
Thy joys when shall I see?
The King that sitteth on thy throne
In His felicity?

5 Thy gardens and thy goodly walks
Continually are green,
They grow such sweet and pleasant flowers
As nowhere else are seen.

6 Right through the streets, with pleasing sound,
The living waters flow,
And on the banks, on either side
The trees of life do grow.

7 Those trees each month yield ripen'd fruit:
And evermore they spring,
And all the nations of the earth
To thee their honours bring.

8 O mother dear, Jerusalem!
When shall I come to thee!
When shall my sorrows have an end?
Thy joys when shall I see?

Text Information

• First Line: O mother dear, Jerusalem!
• Meter: D. C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1871

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