Lyrics

And did those feet in ancient times Walk upon these mountains green? And was the holy lamb of God Here on these pleasant pastures seen? And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon these clouded hills? And was Jerusalem built here Among these darkened mills? Bring me my bow of burning gold Bring me my arrows of desire Bring me my spear, O clouds unfold Bring me my chariot of fire I shall not cease from mental fight Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand 'Til we have built Jerusalem Here in this green and pleasant land