Song Of Jerusalem

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