What a joy, what a joy for us to say
“We’re on our way to the house of the Lord!” (2)
Coming to Jerusalem, on this holy ground,
City mounted on a hill, its houses all around
Here within your walls each one may be safe at last,
City of my happy heart, a fortress holding fast.
“We’re on our way to the house of the Lord!” (2)
Coming to Jerusalem, on this holy ground,
City mounted on a hill, its houses all around
Here within your walls each one may be safe at last,
City of my happy heart, a fortress holding fast.
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