Jerusalem the golden
With mik and honey blest!
Beneath thy contemplation
Sink heart and voice oppressed
I know not, O I know not
What joys await us there
What radiancy of glory
What bliss beyond compare
Jerusalem the golden
With milk and honey blest!
Beneath thy contemplation
Sink heart and voice oppressed
They stand, those halls of Zion
All jubilant with song
And birght with many an angel
And all the martyr throng
The Prince is ever in them
The daylight is serene
The pastures of the blessed
Are decked in glorious sheen
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There is a throne of David
And there, from care released
The song of them that triumph
The shout of them that feast
And they who with their Leader
Have conquered in the fight
Forever and forever
Are clad in robes of white
O sweet and blessed country
The home of God's elect!
O sweet and blessed country
That eager hearts expect!
Jesus, in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest
Who are, with God the Father
And Spirit, ever blest
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