|Text:||Jerusalem, thou city fair and high|
|Author:||Johann Matthaeus Meyfart|
|Tune:||JERUSALEM, DU HOCHGEBAUTE STADT|
1 Jerusalem, thou city fair and high,
Would God I were in thee!
My longing heart fain, fain to thee would fly!
It will not stay with me;
Far over vale and mountain,
Far over field and plain,
It hastes to seek its fountain
And quit this world of pain.
2 O happy day, and yet far happier hour,
When wilt thou come at last?
When fearless to my Father's love and power,
Whose promise standeth fast,
My soul I gladly render;
For surely will His hand
Lead her, with guidance tender,
To heaven her fatherland.
3 O what the nation, what the glorious host,
Comes sweeping swiftly down?
The chosen ones on earth who wrought the most
The Church's brightest crown,
Our Lord hath sent to meet me;
As in the far-off years,
Their words oft came to greet me
In yonder land of tears.
4 The partiarchs' and prophets' noble train,
With all Christ's followers true,
Who bore the cross, and could the worst disdain
That tyrants dared to do--
I see them shine for ever,
All-glorious as the sun,
'Mid light that fadeth never,--
Their perfect freedom won.
5 And when within that lovely Paradise
At last I safely dwell,
From out my soul what songs of bliss shall rise!
What joy my lips shall tell!
While holy saints are singing
Hosannas o'er and o'er,
Pure alleluias ringing
Around me evermore!
|First Line:||Jerusalem, thou city fair and high|
|Author:||Johann Matthaeus Meyfart (1626)|
|Translator:||Catherine Winkworth (1858)|
|Topic:||The Life Everlasting: Heaven|
|Name:||JERUSALEM, DU HOCHGEBAUTE STADT|
|Composer:||Melchior Franck (1663)|
|Meter:||10 6, 10 6, 7 6, 7 6|