Jerusalem
Our Happy Home
When shall we come to
When shall our sorrows have an end?
Thy we see
There say’in a man that scented sweet
Their palm spring home
No ton canto no hor cante

Jerusalem
Our Happy Home
When shan’t we come to the
When shan’t our souls knows how
Thy joys
When shall we see

Hands drawn her tears
she’s seen
Nowhere the rainlets
Her hair
Her savior’s fiend

Jerusalem
Our Happy Home
When shall we come to the
When shall our sorrows have an end?

The joys
When shall we see