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Jerusalem Jerusalem	A
Thou art low thou mighty one	B
How is the brilliance of thy diadem	C
How is the lustre of thy throne	D
Rent from thee and thy sun of fame	E
Darken'd by the shadowy pinion	B
Of the Roman bird whose sway	F
All the tribes of earth obey	F
Crouching 'neath his dread dominion	B
And the terrors of his name	E
	-
How is thy royal seat whereon	B
Sate in days of yore	G
Lowly Jesse's godlike son	B
And the strength of Solomon	B
In those rich and happy times	H
When the ships from Tarshish bore	G
Incense and from Ophir's land	I
With silken sail and cedar oar	G
Wafting to Judea's strand	I
All the wealth of foreign climes	H
How is thy royal seat o'erthrown	B
Gone is all thy majesty	J
Salem Salem city of kings	K
Thou sittest desolate and lone	B
Where once the glory of the Most High	L
Dwelt visibly enshrin'd between the wings	K
Of Cherubims within whose bright embrace	M
The golden mercy seat remain'd	N
Land of Jehovah view that sacred place	M
Abandon'd and profan'd	N
	-
Wail fallen Salem Wail	O
Mohammed's votaries pollute thy fane	B
The dark division of thine holy veil	O
Is rent in twain	B
Thrice hath Sion's crowned rock	P
Seen thy temple's marble state	N
Awfully serenely great	N
Towering on his sainted brow	Q
Rear its pinnacles of snow	B
Thrice with desolating shock	P
Down to earth hath seen it driv'n	B
From his heights which reach to heaven	B
	-
Wail fallen Salem Wail	O
Though not one stone above another	R
There was left to tell the tale	O
Of the greatness of thy story	J
Yet the long lapse of ages cannot smother	R
The blaze of thine abounding glory	J
Which thro' the mist of rolling years	S
O'er history's darken'd page appears	S
Like the morning star whose gleam	T
Gazeth thro' the waste of night	N
What time old ocean's purple stream	T
In his cold surge hath deeply lav'd	N
Its ardent front of dewy light	N
Oh who shall e'er forget thy bands which brav'd	N
The terrors of the desert's barren reign	B
And that strong arm which broke the chain	B
Wherein ye foully lay enslav'd	N
Or that sublime Theocracy which pav'd	N
Your way thro' ocean's vast domain	B
And on far on to Canaan's emerald plain	B
Led the Israelitish crowd	N
With a pillar and a cloud	N
	-
Signs on earth and signs on high	L
Prophesied thy destiny	J
A trumpet's voice above thee rung	U
A starry sabre o'er thee hung	U
Visions of fiery armies redly flashing	V
In the many colour'd glare	W
Of the setting orb of day	N
And flaming chariots fiercely dashing	V
Swept along the peopled air	W
In magnificent array	N
The temple doors on brazen hinges crashing	V
Burst open with appalling sound	N
A wond'rous radiance streaming round	N
	-
'Our blood be on our heads ' ye said	N
Such your awless imprecation	J
Full bitterly at length 'twas paid	N
Upon your captive nation	J
Arms of adverse legions bound thee	J
Plague and pestilence stood round thee	J
Seven weary suns had brighten'd Syria's sky	L
Yet still was heard th' unceasing cry	L
From south north east and west a voice	X
'Woe unto thy sons and dauthers	X
Woe to Salem thou art lost '	-
A sound divine	J
Came from the sainted secret inmost shrine	J
'Let us go hence ' and then a noise	X
The thunders of the parting Deity	J
Like the rush of countless waters	X
Like the murmur of a host	N
	-
Though now each glorious hope be blighted	N
Yet an hour shall come when ye	J
Though scatter'd like the chaff shall be	J
Beneath one standard once again united	N
When your wandering race shall own	J
Prostrate at the dazzling throne	J
Of your high Almighty Lord	N
The wonders of his searchless word	N
Th' unfading splendours of his Son	J

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