Jerusalem on High { Jerusalem on High CHRIST CHURCH-Dr. Charles H. Steggall, 1826-1905 EARLHAM-Josiah Booth SHAMOKIN-William E. Fischer Jerusalem on High } Jerusalem on high My song and city is, My home whene'er I die, The centre of my bliss: O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with Thee, To see Thy Face? There dwells my Lord, my King, Judged here unfit to live; There Angels to Him sing, And lowly homage give: O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with Thee, To see Thy Face? The Patriarchs of old There from their travels cease; The Prophets there behold Their longed-for Prince of peace: O happy place, When shall I be, My God, with Thee, To see Thy Face? The Lamb's Apostles there I might with joy behold, The harpers I might hear Harping on harps of gold: O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with Thee, To see Thy Face? The bleeding Martyrs, they Within those courts are found, Clothed in pure array, Their scars with glory crown'd: O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with Thee, To see Thy Face? Ah me! ah me! that I In Kedar's tents here stay; No place like that on high; Lord, thither guide my way; O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with Thee, To see Thy Face?