Northfield Hymnal No. 2 ‎#182

182. Jerusalem, My Happy Home

1 Jerusalem, my happy home,
When shall I come to thee?
When shall my sorrows have an end?
Thy joys when shall I see?
O happy harbor of the saints!
O sweet and pleasant soil!
In thee no sorrow may be found,
No grief, no care, no toil.

2 In thee no sickness may be seen,
No hurt, no ache, no sore;
In thee there is no dread of death,
But life for evermore.
No dampish mist is seen in thee,
No cold nor darksome night;
There every soul shines as the sun;
There God Himself gives light.

3 There lust and lucre cannot dwell;
There envy bears no sway;
There is no hunger, heat, nor cold,
But pleasure very way.
Jerusalem, Jerusalem!
God grant I once may see
Thy endless joys, and of the same
Partaker aye may be!

4 Thy walls are made of precious stones,
Thy bulwarks diamonds square,
Thy gates are of right orient pearl;
Exceeding rich and rare;
Thy houses are of ivory,
Thy windows crystal clear;
Thy tiles are made of beaten gold—
O God that I were there!

Text Information

• First Line: Jerusalem, my happy home
• Title: Jerusalem, My Happy Home
• Author: Rev. Jos. Bromehead
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1916

Tune Information

• Name: MATERNA
• Composer: S. A. Ward