Jerusalem, My Happy Home

Verse 1

Jerusalem, my happy home, When shall I with you be? When shall my sorrows have an end? Your joys when shall I see?

Verse 2

Your saints are crowned with glory great; They see God face to face; They triumph still, they still rejoice In that most holy place.

Verse 3

There David stands with harp in hand As master of the choir: Ten thousand times would we be blessed Who might this music hear.

Verse 4

Our Lady sings Magnificat With tune surpassing sweet; And all the virgins join the song While sitting at her feet.

Verse 5

There Magdalene has left her tears, And cheerfully does sing With blessed saints, whose harmony In ev'ry street does ring.

Verse 6

Jerusalem, Jerusalem, God grant that I may see Your endless joy, and of the same Partaker ever be!