Jerusalem, my happy home,
When shall I come to thee?
When shall my sorrows have an end?
Thy joys when shall I see?
O happy harbor of the saints,
O sweet and pleasant soil!
In thee no sorrow may be found,
No grief, no care, no toil.
Jerusalem, my happy home,
Would God I were in thee!
Would God my woes were at an end!
Thy joys that I might see!
~ Joseph Bromehead (1747-1826)
When shall I come to thee?
When shall my sorrows have an end?
Thy joys when shall I see?
O happy harbor of the saints,
O sweet and pleasant soil!
In thee no sorrow may be found,
No grief, no care, no toil.
Jerusalem, my happy home,
Would God I were in thee!
Would God my woes were at an end!
Thy joys that I might see!
~ Joseph Bromehead (1747-1826)
