Jerusalem, My Happy Home NLPHB 116

I did look at this one years ago, but it is this hymnal too, so I thought I would have another look.

Set to LAND OF REST, a traditional American tune, the text is described here as a C16 “English hymn variously attributed”, which saves all the worry I had last time trying to pin down the author. There are six verses here but other sources have many more.

So Jerusalem stands in for heaven, therefore this song has a use at funerals or in situations where the only consolation available is in the afterlife – grim.

I made an organ backing this time:

1 Jerusalem, my happy home,
When shall I come to thee?
When shall my sorrows have an end?
Thy joys when shall I see?

2 O hap­py har­bor of the saints,
O sweet and plea­sant soil!
In thee no sor­row may be found,
No grief, no care, no toil.

3 In thee no sick­ness may be seen,
No hurt, no ache, no sore;
In thee there is no dread of death,
But life for ev­er­more.

4 Jerusalem, Jerusalem,
God grant that I may see
Thy endless joys, and of the same
Partaker ever be.

5 Thy saints are crowned with glory great;
They see God face to face;
A thousand years seem but a day.
Most happy is that place.

6 Ah, my sweet home, Je­ru­sa­lem,
Would God I were in thee!
Would God my woes were at an end,
Thy joys that I might see.