Full Lyrics
William Burkitt, 1693
1. Jerusalem! my happy home,
When shall I come to thee?
When shall my labors have an end?
Thy joys when shall I see?
2. Thy gates are richly set with pearl,
Most glorious to behold;
Thy Walls are all of precious stone,
Thy streets are paved with gold.
3. Thy gardens and thy pleasant fruits
Continually are green;
There are such sweet and pleasant flowers
As ne'er before was seen.
4. If heaven be thus glorious,
Lord, why must I keep thence?
What folly is it that makes me loath
To die, and go from hence?
5. Reach down, reach down thine arm of grace,
And cause me to ascend
Where congregations ne'er break up,
And Sabbaths have no end.
6. When wilt thou come to me, O Lord?
O come, my Lord; most dear;
Come nearer, nearer, nearer still;
I'm well when thou art near.
7. My dear Redeemer is above,
Him will I go to see,
And all my friends in Christ below,
Shall soon come after me.
8. Jerusalem! my happy home,
O how I long for Thee!
Then shall my labors have an end,
Thy joys when once I see.
