Tune: Ewing
('Jerusalem the golden')
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You palaces of Zion
The Lamb and the Lion
Resides there ever, He be
Jesus, Son of God, see
And believers are members
Of His city, each shares
His glory, as He desired
With holy passions fired
Here to abide for ever
No dark, no sin, never
For 'tis God's residency
Eternal, perfect be
Though human hands form beauty
Far greater treasures we
Shall by His grace inherit
None shall hinder, forfeit
Walk about Zion(*), and tell
God has made all things well
Surpassing earthly joys though
All made by Him, we know
Light perpetual shines here for
The Dayspring(#) reigns e'ermore
And blessings on His people
The Lord does sure outpour
O lighten our hearts, we wait
To share in royal state
Of Rapture, where all shall be
Perfect forever, see
Guard, guide us, while on earth we
May know your Spirit free
Then things infinite revealed
Not one good thing concealed(@)
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(*) From part of Psalm 48
(#) From Luke 1 v.78
(@) From part of Psalm 84
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: December 5th, 2018 03:25
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 7.6.7.6. 7.6.7.6. metre. The tune came to me, on more than one visit, walking through the V&A Museum in London. I took a pew and wrote this. Also -'Spot the ghost?' at start of the clip? Looks spooky - see it?
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Fine work - where did you take the pew?
Thanks M. Yes, I nicked the pew. It was an exhibit in the Museum. Poem is eschatological (eska-ter-logical), i.e. to do with the end times. Who sneezed then? 'Ahh-eska-tishoo-logical'! Long sneeze there.
Aww, and why did they try to collect me and put me back in the 1066 section of the Museum? Two guys in white coats it was. Did they work for the Museum though? lol.
Sorry haven't got time to reply - there's two chaps in white coats at the door.
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Hey, looks like a ghost in that clip, before you start playing it. Just to the right of the organist. See it? Though I'm sceptical of seeing ghosts.
Another good one Orchi.
Thanks Gold. See the 'ghost' before you start playing the clip?
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