There remaineth therefore a rest to the people of God.
Hebrews 4:9
Words: Anonymous, in The Golden Censer, by William B. Bradbury (New York: William Bradbury, 1864), number 104.
Music: Robert Lowry (🔊 pdf nwc).
Jerusalem, for ever bright—
Beautiful land of rest,
No winter there, nor chill of night—
Beautiful land of rest!
The dripping cloud is chased away,
The sun breaks forth in endless day—
Jerusalem, Jerusalem,
The beautiful land of rest.
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Beautiful land, beautiful land,
Beautiful land of rest;
Beautiful land, beautiful land,
Beautiful land of rest.
Jerusalem, for ever free—
Beautiful land of rest!
The soul’s sweet home of liberty—
Beautiful land of rest!
The gyves of sin, the chains of woe,
The ransomed there will never know,
Jerusalem, Jerusalem,
The beautiful land of rest.
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Jerusalem, for ever dear—
Beautiful land of rest!
Thy pearly gates almost appear—
Beautiful land of rest!
And when we tread thy lovely shore,
We’ll sing the song we’ve sung before—
Jerusalem, Jerusalem,
The beautiful land of rest.
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