JERUSALEM is built of gold, Of crystal, pearl, and gem: Oh fair thy lustres manifold, Thou fair Jerusalem! Thy citizens who walk in white Have nought to do with day or night, And drink the river of delight. Jerusalem makes melody For simple joy of heart; An organ of full compass she, One-tuned thro' every part: While not to day or night belong Her matins and her evensong, The one thanksgiving of her throng. Jerusalem a garden is, A garden of delight; Leaf, flower, and fruit, make fair her trees, Which see not day or night: Beside her River clear and calm The Tree of Life grows with the Palm, For triumph and for food and balm. Jerusalem, where song nor gem Nor fruit nor waters cease, God bring us to Jerusalem, God bring us home in peace; The strong who stand, the weak who fall, The first and last, the great and small, Home one by one, home one and all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WITH A GUITAR, TO JANE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ARMY CORRESPONDENT'S LAST RIDE; FIVE FORKS, APRIL 1, 1865 by GEORGE ALFRED TOWNSEND TO CLARE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN ON STIRLING; SEEING THE ROYAL PALACE IN RUIN by ROBERT BURNS THE BLACK RIDERS: 17 by STEPHEN CRANE U IS FOR UNION by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |