City Girt with Glory (Jerusalem Luminosa)

early church hymn
 
O city girt with glory! 
Thou scene of quiet rest, 
Where dwells the King Eternal, 
Oh, beautiful and blest! 
Thy streets are filled with glorious song, 
The praises of a myriad throng. 

With stones of polished beauty 
Is reared thy structure fair; 
And gems, and gold, and crystal 
Are sparkling ev'ry where; 
With pearls thy gates are glittering gay, 
And golden is thy bright highway. 

For ever, and in sweetness 
Are Alleluias giv'n; 
Unending is the feast day, 
The royal feast of heaven; 
Whate'er within thy walls is stored, 
Is pure and holy to the Lord. 

No clouds with sombre curtain 
Thy glorious brightness screen; 
There shines the Sun eternal, 
And aye at noonday seen; 
There is no night to give repose, 
For no one toil or trouble knows. 
 
 
 

There youth adorned with vigor 
Ne'er into age declines; 
No aged fears the mortal, 
Nor for the past repines; 
For past and future are unknown, 
In neav'n the present reigns alone. 

No fleshly law can riumph, 
And over reason ride; 
With bodies pure and stainless 
The spirit shall abide; 
And pw'r of will, 
Shall both one common law fulfil. 

Oh, bright the heav'nly glory 
This fragile frame shall wear, 
When health, and strength and freedom 
Shall crown with beauty rare; 
And pleasure's draughts no sorrow know, 
But everlasting joys bestow. 

Now gladly bear the burden; 
With zeal thy task maintain; 
And gifts shall crown thy labor, 
And all thy loss be gain; 
When decked with splendor thou shalt be 
Where glory shines eternally. 

Yes decked with splendor thou shalt be 
Where glory shines eternally.



music (c) 1984 by Stacy Whitfield

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