Song Of Jerusalem (Live)
Jerusalem
Our Happy Home
When shall we come to thee
When shall our sorrows have an end?
The joys when shall we see?
They see no man that sent her there
Their palms spring from the ground
No tongue can tell, no heart can think
What joys do there abound
Jerusalem
Our Happy Home
When shall we come to thee
When shall our sorrows have an end?
The joys when shall we see?
Fair Magdalene hath dried her tears
She'll sing no more to thee
Nor wet the ringlets of her hair
To wash her savior's feet
Jerusalem
Our Happy Home
When shall we come to thee
When shall our sorrows have an end?
The joys when shall we see?
Song Of Jerusalem (Live)LRC歌词
[00:14.75]Jerusalem
[00:19.58]Our Happy Home
[00:26.85]When shall we come to thee
[00:39.70]When shall our sorrows have an end?
[00:56.15]The joys when shall we see?
[01:11.80]They see no man that sent her there
[01:26.44]Their palms spring from the ground
[01:39.18]No tongue can tell, no heart can think
[01:59.71]What joys do there abound
[02:17.34]Jerusalem
[02:24.02]Our Happy Home
[02:33.11]When shall we come to thee
[02:47.59]When shall our sorrows have an end?
[03:07.18]The joys when shall we see?
[03:26.06]Fair Magdalene hath dried her tears
[03:41.94]She'll sing no more to thee
[04:00.86]Nor wet the ringlets of her hair
[04:18.84]To wash her savior's feet
[04:35.49]Jerusalem
[04:42.18]Our Happy Home
[04:50.13]When shall we come to thee
[05:05.71]When shall our sorrows have an end?
[05:25.81]The joys when shall we see?
