#69Jerusalem

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JERUSALEM, my happy home, O, how I long for thee! When will my sorrows have an end, Thy joys when shall I see?
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Thy walls are all of precious stone, Most glorious to behold; Thy gates are richly set with pearl, Thy streets are paved with gold.
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Thy garden and thy pleasant walks My study long have been; Such dazzling views by human sight Have never yet been seen.
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Lord, help us by thy mighty grace; To keep in view the prize, Till thou dost come to take us home To that blest paradise.
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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.
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Chorus

We're marching to Immanuel's ground, We soon shall hear the trumpet sound, And then we shall our Jesus meet, And never, never part again, &c.

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