Jerusalem the Golden

1 Jerusalem the Golden,
I languish for one gleam
Of all thy glory folden,
In distance and in dream!
My thoughts, like palms in exile,
Climb up to look and pray
For a glimpse of that dear country,
That lies so far away.

Chorus:
Jerusalem the Golden,
My hope, my heav'n, my home;
With songs of joy and sweet employ,
To Thee, to Thee we come.

2 Jerusalem the Golden,
There all our birds that flew,
Our flow'rs but half unfolden,
Our pearls that turned to dew;
And all the glad life, magic,
Now heard no longer here,
Shall come again to greet us,
As we are drawing near. [Chorus]

3 Jerusalem the Golden,
I toil on day by day,
Heart sore each night with longing,
I stretch my hands and pray
That, midst Thy leaves of healing,
My soul shall find her rest,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
The weary are at rest. [Chorus]

Source: Joyful Songs: a choice collection of new Sunday School music #150