O Jerusalem the Blissful

O Je­ru­sa­lem the bliss­ful

Home of glad­ness yet untold

Thou whose count­less throngs tri­um­phal

Fill with joy thy street of gold

Graven on thee

new and glo­ri­ous

They the King’s own name be­hold!

Many are thy sons

O mo­ther

Yon au­gust and shin­ing band!

Gentle peace in all thy bor­ders

Makes thee glad

O hap­py land!

Perfect is thy res­to­ra­tion

Bright in ho­li­ness to stand.

Here

a fig­ure of the heav­en­ly

Shines our tem­ple

wor­thi­er grown

By its rich­er res­to­ra­tion

On the old foun­da­tion stone.

With a ma­jes­ty and beau­ty

To the for­mer house un­known.

Lord

we pray Thee

Mas­ter Build­er

Great and ho­ly

en­ter in

Fill Thy sanc­tu­ary quick­ly

As our hal­low­ing rites be­gin

And Thy­self its con­se­cra­tor

Rest for ev­er­more there­in.

Make Thy serv­ants

though un­wor­thy

Temples of Thy grace to be;

Let us not in flesh or spir­it

Prove dis­loy­al un­to Thee

But in de­di­cat­ed serv­ice

Praise Thy name ador­ing­ly.

Make

O ro­yal Priest

Thine al­tar

Here hence­forth a throne of light

Ever held in high­est hon­or

And with ma­ny a gift made bright

Ever bless­èd

ev­er peace­ful

Ever pre­cious in Thy sight.

Yea

our hearts

for these Thou judg­est

As Thy cleans­èd al­tars bless

By Thy Spir­it’s grace re­new us

Unto per­fect ho­li­ness

And the sev­en­fold gifts from Heav­en

Grant us ev­er to pos­sess.

Now to Thee

through end­less ages

O most ho­ly Tri­ni­ty

Highest hon­or

pow­er un­mea­sured

Everlasting glo­ry be;

God for ev­er and for ev­er

Three in One

and One in Three.