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1 Jerusalem, my happy home
Name ever dear to me!
When shall my labors have an end
In joy, and peace, and thee?
O when, thou city of my God,
Shall I thy courts ascend,
Where evermore the angels sing,
Where Sabbaths have no end?
2 There happier bowers than Eden’s bloom,
Nor sin nor sorrow know:
Blest seats! through rude and stormy scenes,
I onward press to you.
Why should I shrink at pain and woe,
Or feel at death dismay?
I’ve Canaan’s goodly land in view,
And realms of endless day.
3 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there
Around my Saviour stand;
And soon my friends in Christ below
Will join the glorious band.
Jerusalem, my happy home!
My soul still longs for thee;
Then shall my labors have an end,
When I thy joys shall see.
Amen.
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First Line: | Jerusalem, my happy home |
Title: | Jerusalem, My Happy Home |
Publication Date: | 1937 |