onsdag 17 april 2013

Jerusalem, thou city fair and high



1. Jerusalem, thou city fair and high, 
would God I were in thee! 
My longing heart fain, fain to thee would fly, 
it will not stay with me; 
far over vale and mountain, 
far over field and plain, 
it hastes to seek its Fountain 
and quit this world of pain. 

2. Oh happy day, and yet far happier hour, 
when wilt thou come at last? 
When fearless to my Father's love and power, whose promise standeth fast, 
my soul I gladly render, 
for surely will His hand 
lead her with guidance tender 
to heaven her fatherland. 

3. A moment's space, and gently, wondrously, released from earthly ties, 
the fiery car shall bear her up to thee 
through all these lower skies, 
to yonder shining regions, 
while down to meet her come 
the blessed angel legions, 
and bid her welcome home. 

4. Oh Zoin, hail! Bright city, now unfold 
the gates of grace to me! 
How many a time I long'd for thee of old, 
ere yet I was set free 
from yon dark life of sadness, 
yon world of shadowy nought, 
and God had given the gladness, 
the heritage I sought. 

5. Oh what the tribe, or what the glorious host, comes sweeping swiftly down? 
The chosen ones on earth who wrought the most, the Church's brightest crown, 
our Lord hath sent to meet me, 
as in the far-off years 
their words oft came to greet me 
in yonder land of tears. 

6. The Patriarchs' and Prophets' noble train, 
with all Christ's followers true, 
who bore the cross, and could the worst disdain 
that tyrants dared to do, 
I see them shine for ever, 
all-glorious as the sun, 
'mid light that fadeth never, 
their perfect freedom won. 

7. And when within that lovely Paradise 
at last I safely dwell, 
from out my blissful soul what songs shall rise, 
what joy my lips shall tell, 
while holy saints are singing 
Hosannas o'er and o'er, 
pure Hallelujahs ringing 
around me evermore. 

8. Innumerous choirs before the shining throne 
their joyful anthems raise, 
till Heaven's glad halls are echoing with the tone 
of that great hymn of praise, 
and all its host rejoices, 
and all its blessed throng 
unite their myriad voices 
in one eternal song!

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