381. Jerusalem the golden

1 Jerusalem the golden,
With milk and honey blest,
Beneath thy contemplation
Sink heart and voice opprest.
I know not, O I know not,
What social joys are there,
What radiancy of glory,
What light beyond compare.

2 They stand, those halls of Sion,
Conjubilant with song,
And bright with many an angel,
And all the martyr throng;
The Prince is ever in them,
The daylight is serene,
The pastures of the blessèd
Are decked in glorious sheen.

3 There is the 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,
For ever and for ever
Are clad in robes of white.

4 O sweet and blessèd country,
Shall I ever see thy face?
O sweet and blessed country,
Shall I ever win thy grace?
Exult, O dust and ashes!
The Lord shall be thy part:
His only, his for ever,
Thou shalt be, and thou art!

Text Information
First Line: Jerusalem the golden
Latin Title: Urbs Sion aurea
Author (vs. 1-3): Bernard of Cluny, 12th century
Translator (vs. 1-3): J. M. Neale, 1818-66
Meter: 76 76 D
Language: English
Publication Date: 1986
Topic: All Saints: November 1st; Common of Saints; Funerals and The Departed
Source: V. 4: Hymns Ancient and Modern 1861
Tune Information
Name: EWING
Composer: Alexander Ewing (1853)
Meter: 76 76 D
Key: D♭ Major
Source: "St. Bede's," a tune by Ewing in triple metre; Present form from Hymns A & M, 1861



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