And did those feet in ancient times

Walk upon England’s mountains green

Was the holy Lamb of God

On England’s pleasant pastures seen



And did the countenance divine

Shine forth on our clouded hill

Was Jerusalem built here

On England’s green and pleasant land



Let it rain, let it rain, wash the scales from my eyes

Let it rain, let it rain, let me see again



Bring me my bow of burning gold

Bring me my arrows of desire

I shall not sleep to the clouds unfold

Bring me my chariot of fire



Let it rain, let it rain, tears of blood fall out of the sky

Let it rain, let it rain, wash me clean again



From the frozen waters, the king will rise again

With two suns in the sky



I shall not cease from mental fight

Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand

Till we have built Jerusalem

In England’s green and pleasant land



Let it rain, let it rain, tears of blood fall out of the sky

Let it rain, let it rain, wash me clean again



See the gleaming spires of the citadel

The king and queen will dwell, in our hearts



Can Jerusalem, be rebuilded here

In this trivial time, in this land of fear

In Jerusalem, where the grail remains

Walk into the light and dissolve the chains



Jerusalem