1 Jerusalem, my happy home,
when shall I come to thee?
When will my sorrows have an end?
Thy joys, when shall I see?
2 O happy harbor of the saints,
O sweet and pleasant soil!
In thee no sorrow may be found,
no grief, no care, no toil.
3 Thy saints are crowned with glory great;
they see God face to face;
they triumph still, they still rejoice:
most happy is their case.
4 Jerusalem, Jerusalem,
God grant that I may see
thine endless joy, and of the same
partaker ever be!
|First Line:||Jerusalem, my happy home|
|Title:||Jerusalem, My Happy Home|
|Author:||"F. B. P.", 16th C.|
|Topic:||The Christian Life: Death and Eternal Life|
|Source:||Based on Anonymous hymn, 16th century|