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HEBER. C. M.
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?
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,
Thy gates are all of orient pearl —
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?
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 ;
Eternally shall last!
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.
1. A - way with our sor - row and fear, We soon shall re - cov-er
The cit - y of saints shall ap-pear, The day of e - ter - ni - ty come. D.S. The cit - y that comes from a-bove, The pal - ace of an - gels and God.
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 :
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 ;
C. WESLEY. 882 1 We speak of the realms of the blest,
That city so bright and so fair,
But what must it be to be there!
Its walls decked with jewels so rare,
But what must it be to be there! 2 We speak of its freedom from sin,
From sorrow, temptation, and care,
But what must it be to be there!
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:
A. R. REINAGLE.
ST. PETER. C. M. 2
8 등 1. These are the crowns, that we shall wear, When all thy saints are crowned ;
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.
у our God ; ? He whose word not be bro-ken, Formed thee for his D.C. With sal - va-tion's walls sur-round-ed, Thou may'stsmile at all thy foes.
the Rock of
A - ges found-ed, What can shake thy sure re
1 Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God;
Formed thee for his own abode.
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 listens when we cry,
Rising to his throne on high.
Words used by per. of H. L. HASTINGS, owner of Copyright.
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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1 For thee, O dear, dear city,
Mine eyes their vigils keep ;
Thy happy name, they weep.
Is unction to the breast,
And love, and life, and rest. 2 With jasper glow thy bulwarks,
Thy streets with emeralds blaze ;
Unite in thee their rays ;
With amethyst unpriced ;
The corner-stone is Christ.
Thou hast no time, bright day :
To pilgrims far away :
They raise thy holy tower ;
J. M. NEALE.
The glory of th'elect,-
That eager hearts expect!
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 ;-
On that securest shore,
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?
The Lord shall be thy part;
J. M. NEALE,