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1 Jerusalem, our heavenly home,

4 Lord, help us by thy mighty grace: Name to us ever dear,

To keep in view the prize When will the Saviour come, and thou Till thou dost come to take us home To us, his saints appear.

To that blest paradise. 2 When shall these eyes thy jasper walls 879 And gates of pearl survey ;

1 O mother dear, Jerusalem, The fabric reared on precious stones

When shall I come to thee?
Of every brilliant ray?

Where pain and sorrow are unknown,

And I from death am free. 3 Transparent as the crystal glass, And formed of purest gold ;

2 No dimly cloud o'ershadows thee, Perfection's height art thou, of all

Nor gloom, nor darksome night; That man can e'er behold.

But every soul shines as the sun,

For God himself gives light. 4 O when, thou city of our God, Wilt thou for us descend,

3 Thy walls are made of precious stone, And our eternal Sabbath come,

Thy bulwarks diamond-square,
When praise shall never end ?

Thy gates are all of orient pearl —
And streets of gold most rare.

D. DICKSON 878

880 1 Jerusalem, my happy home,

1 A stranger in the world below, O how I long for thee!

I calmly sojourn here ; When will my sorrows have an end?

Nor can its happiness or woe Thy joys when shall I see?

Provoke

my hope or fear : 2 Thy walls are all of precious stone, 2 Its evils in a moment end, Most glorious to behold;

Its joys as soon are past ;
Thy gates are richly set with pearl, But O the bliss to which I tend
Thy streets are paved with gold.

Eternally shall last!
3 Thy garden and thy pleasant walks 3 To that Jerusalem above,
My study long have been ;

With singing I repair ; Such dazzling views, by human sight While here on earth, my hope ar.d love, Have never yet been seen.

My heart and soul, are there.

C. WESLEY.

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1 Away with our sorrow and fear,

We soon shall recover our home ; The city of saints shall appear,

The day of eternity come. From earth we shall quickly remove,

And mount to our happy abode, The city that comes from above,

The palace of angels and God.

2 By faith we already behold

That lovely Jerusalem here :
Her walls are of jasper and gold,

As crystal her buildings are clear; Immovably founded in grace,

She stands as she ever hath stood, And brightly her Builder displays,

And flames with the glory of God.

The Lamb is their light and their sun,

And lo! by reflection they shine ;
With Jesus ineffably one,
And bright in effulgence divine.

C. WESLEY. 882 1 We speak of the realms of the blest,

That city so bright and so fair,
And oft are its glories confessed ;

But what must it be to be there!
We speak of its pathways of gold,

Its walls decked with jewels so rare,
Its wonders and pleasures untold ;

But what must it be to be there! 2 We speak of its freedom from sin,

From sorrow, temptation, and care,
From trials without and within ;

But what must it be to be there!
We speak of its service of love ;

The robes which the glorified wear; The ptures which every heart moves ;

But what must it be to be there?

3 No need of the sun in that day

Which never is followed by night, Where Jesus' mild beauties display

A pure and a permanent light:

E. MILLS,

A. R. REINAGLE.

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1 These are the crowns, that we shall wear, 3 That is the city of the saints, When all thy saints are crowned ;

Where we so soon shall stand, These are the palms, that we shall bear When we shall strike these desert-tents, On yonder holy ground.

And quit this desert sand. 2 These are the robes, unsoiled and white, 4 Come, crown and throne! come, robe and Which we shall then put on,

palm! When, foremost ’mong the sons of light, Burst forth, glad stream of peace ! We sit on yonder throne.

Come, holy city of the Lamb!

Rise, Sun of righteousness! 884 HAPPY ZION. 88 & 7s.

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1 Glorious things of thee are spoken,

Zion, city of our God;
He whose word can not be broken,

Formed thee for his own abode.
On the Rock of Ages founded,

What can shake thy sure repose ? With salvation's walls surrounded,

Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.

2 Round each habitation hovering,

See the cloud and fire appear! For a glory and a covering,

Showing that the Lord is near ;
He who gives us daily manna,

He who listens when we cry,
Let him hear the loud Hosanna,

Rising to his throne on high.

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City of our God renowned,

3 From beneath that throne of light, Where the ransomed shall be crowned, Lo, a river clear and bright, Where the holy angels wait,

Life's unceasing torrent rolls, Lingering at each pearly gate,

Satisfying thirsty souls ; Welcoming the ransomed throngs Whosoever will may taste Which to Zion come with songs ;

All the fullness of that grace : ll: Holy city, fair and free,

11: Holy city, fair and free, Open wide thy gates to me. ://

Open wide thy gates to me. : 11 2 Streaming through the jasper walls, 4 To that home my steps I bend, Light upon the nations falls ;

There my pilgrimage shall end, Light from God, the great I AM,

Where the ransomed wave their palms, Light from Christ, the spotless Lamb, Wear their crowns and chant their psalms, Light that never disappears

Enter their eternal rest, Through the glad, eternal years ;

Saved, and glorified, and blest : !1: Holy city, fair and free,

11: Holy city, fair and free, Open wide thy gates to me. :||

Open wide thy gates to me. ://

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HIEROSOLYMA. 75 & 6s. D.

J. BARNBY.

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1 For thee, O dear, dear city,

Mine eyes their vigils keep ;
For very love, beholding

Thy happy name, they weep.
The mention of thy glory

Is unction to the breast,
And medicine in sickness,

And love, and life, and rest. 2 With jasper glow thy bulwarks,

Thy streets with emeralds blaze ;
The sardius and the topaz

Unite in thee their rays ;
Thine ageless walls are bounded

With amethyst unpriced ;
The saints build up its fabric,

The corner-stone is Christ.
3 Thou hast no shore, fair ocean ;

Thou hast no time, bright day :
Dear fountain of refreshment

To pilgrims far away :
Upon the Rock of Ages

They raise thy holy tower ;
Thine is the victor's laurel,
And thine the golden dower.

J. M. NEALE.

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1 Jerusalem, the glorious!

The glory of th'elect,-
O dear and future vision

That eager hearts expect!
Ev'n now by faith I see thee,

Ev'n here thy walls discern; To thee my thoughts are kindled,

And strive, and pant, and yearn! 2 The cross is all thy splendor,

The Crucified, thy praise ; · His laud and benediction

Thy ransomed people raise ;-
Jerusalem! exulting

On that securest shore,
I love thee, wish thee, sing thee,

And love thee evermore ! 3 O sweet and blessed city,

Shall I e'er see thy face? O sweet and blessed city,

Shall I e'er win thy grace?
Exult, О dust and ashes!

The Lord shall be thy part;
His only, his forever,
Thou shalt be, and thou art!

J. M. NEALE,

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