610 10, 6, 10, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6. M. Frank, 1580-1639 ed Je- ru - sa-lem, thou city fair and high, Would God I were in thee! P My longing heart fain, fain to thee would fly, It will not stay with me; Far + 0 - ver vale and mount-ain, Far over field and plain, It hastes to seek its fountain, And quit this world of pain. 2 O happy day, and yet far happier hour, When wilt thou come at last? When fearless to my Father's love and power, Whose promise standeth fast, My soul I gladly render, For surely will His hand Lead her with guidance tender To heaven, her fatherland. 3 A moment's space, and gently, wondrously, Released from earthly ties, The fiery car shall bear her up to Thee Through all these lower skies, To yonder shining regions, While down to meet her come The blessed angel legions, And bid her welcome home. 4 O Zion, hail! Bright city, now unfold The gates of grace to me! How many a time I longed for thee of old, Ere yet I was set free From yon dark life of sadness, Yon world of shadowy nought, 5 Innumerous choirs before the shining throne Their joyful anthems raise, Till heaven's glad halls are echoing with the tone Of that great hymn of praise, And all its host rejoices, And all its blessed throng Unite their myriad voices In one eternal song! J. M. Meyfart, 1626 611 C. M. C. E. F. Weyse, 1837 There is a land of pure delight, Where saints im- mor- tal reign: nite day ex-cludes the night, And pleas-ures ban ish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood, Stand dressed in living green; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between. 4 But timorous mortals start and shrink To cross this narrow sea, And linger trembling on the brink, 5 O could we make our doubts remove, 6 Could we but climb where Moses And view the landscape o'er, [stood, Not Jordan's stream, nor deaths cold flood Should fright us from the shore. |