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THE

NEW JERUSALEM.


Mother dear Jerusalem,
when shall I come to thee,
When shall my sorrows have an end?
thy joys when shall I see?
happy harbour of God s saints!
O sweet and pleasant soil;
to thee no sorrow may be found,
no grief, no care, no toil.