164. Jerusalem, thou city fair and high

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 me with guidance tender
To heaven, my fatherland.

3 O Zion, hail! bright city, now unfold
The gates of grace to me;
How many a time I longed for thee of old,
Ere yet I was set free
From yon dark life of sadness
Yon world of shadowy naught.
And God had given the gladness,
The heritage I sought.

4 Unnumbered choirs before the shining throne
Their joyful anthems raise,
And th' heavenly halls re-echo with the tone
Of that great hymn of praise,
And all its host rejoices,
And all its blessed throng
Unite their myriad voices
In one eternal song.

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First Line: Jerusalem, thou city fair and high
Title: Jerusalem, thou city fair and high
Original Language: German
Publication Date: 1909
Topic: The Christian Graces; Hope: Heavenly Glory
Notes: Author from index: Meyfart
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