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Anticipation
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O Jerusalem, the golden,
Where God's praises ever ring;
Heav'nly choir to Thee beholden,
"Holy, holy, holy" sing.
O when will God grant to me,
Thy glad citizen to be!
In this pilgrim habitation,
In the heat of trials severe,
Ere our suff'ring finds cessation,
Pain and strife assail us here.
But the Lord gives hope and strength,
To prevail thru faith at length.
Ah, how much I long to meet Thee,
Jesus, my soul's bosom Friend.
There on Salem's peaceful pastures,
Where our tears and sighs will end;
Where in glory, light and grace,
We shall see God face to face.
Come and lead us full of gladness,
Gentle Shepherd, by Thy hand,
After all this pain and sadness
Into that true Fatherland,
Where the living waters free,
Quench our thirst eternally.
Where God's praises ever ring;
Heav'nly choir to Thee beholden,
"Holy, holy, holy" sing.
O when will God grant to me,
Thy glad citizen to be!
In this pilgrim habitation,
In the heat of trials severe,
Ere our suff'ring finds cessation,
Pain and strife assail us here.
But the Lord gives hope and strength,
To prevail thru faith at length.
Ah, how much I long to meet Thee,
Jesus, my soul's bosom Friend.
There on Salem's peaceful pastures,
Where our tears and sighs will end;
Where in glory, light and grace,
We shall see God face to face.
Come and lead us full of gladness,
Gentle Shepherd, by Thy hand,
After all this pain and sadness
Into that true Fatherland,
Where the living waters free,
Quench our thirst eternally.
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