1. Jerusalem, my happy home,
O how I long for thee;
When will my sorrows have an end,
Thy joys when shall I see?
2. Thy walls are all of precious stones,
Most glorious to behold;
Thy gates are richly set with pearl,
Thy streets are paved with gold.
3. Thy gardens and thy pleasant walks,
My study long have been;
Such dazzling views, by human sight,
Have never yet been seen.
4. If Heav'n be thus so glorious, Lord,
Why should I stay from thence?
What folly's this, that I should dread
To die, and go from hence?
5. Reach down, O Lord, thine arm of grace,
And cause me to ascend,
Where congregations ne'er break up,
And Sabbaths never end.
6. Jesus, my Lord, to glory's gone,
Him will I go and see,
And all my brethren here below
Will soon come after me.
7. My friends, I bid you all adieu,
I leave you in God's care;
And if I never more see you,
Go on, I'll meet you there.
8. When we've been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We've no less days to sing God's praise,
Than when we first begun.