1 Thou dear Jerusalem on high,
Sweet city of my God;
My happy home beyond the sky,
The home of my dear Lord.
No setting sun is known to thee,
No evening’s chilly air;
The Lord, our God, thy light shall be,
The Lord of light is there.
Oh, beautiful the gates so fair!
When shall, when shall I enter there?
And stand within those pearly gates,
Those pearly gates so fair.
2 Dear happy home, no earthly song
Can reach thy joyous strain;
But when I mingle with thy throng,
I shall not try in vain.
Outside thy gates my earthly joys
I’ll leave and break the cup,
Till I’ll befit the marriage feast
When with my Lord I sup. [Refrain]
3 When the great bands of Christ’s full love
Shall compass all my soul,
Then earthly ties shall snap like thread,
And lose their whole control.
Seen in the light of Christ’s great love,
The loves of earth shall fade;
From pattern for an humble suit
Can heav’nly robes be made. [Refrain]