Jerusalem Our Happy Home When shall we come to thee When shall our sorrows have an end? The joys when shall we see? They see no man that sent her there Their palms spring from the ground No tongue can tell, no heart can think What joys do there abound Jerusalem Our Happy Home When shall we come to thee When shall our sorrows have an end? The joys when shall we see? Fair Magdalene hath dried her tears She'll sing no more to thee Nor wet the ringlets of her hair To wash her savior's feet Jerusalem Our Happy Home When shall we come to thee When shall our sorrows have an end? The joys when shall we see?
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