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URBS BEATA 75 & 6s. D. With Refrain

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GEORGE F. LE JEUNE

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neath thy con-tem-pla-tion Sink heart and voice op-prest. I know not, oh, I

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know not, What joys a-wait us there! What ra-dian - cy of glo- ry!

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What bliss be-yond com-pare! Je-ru-sa-lem, the gold-en! With milk and hon-ey

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blest; Be-neath thy con-tem-pla-tion Sink heart and voice op-prest. A-men.

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480 SOUTHWELL C. M.

HERBERT S. IRONS

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2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built
And pearly gates behold? [walls
Thy bulwarks with salvation strong,
And streets of shining gold?

3 There happier bowers than Eden's
Nor sin nor sorrow know: [bloom,
Blest seats! through rude and stormy
I onward press to you.
[scenes,

4 Why should I shrink from pain and woe, Or feel at death, dismay?

I've Canaan's goodly land in view,
And realms of endless day.

5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there
Around my Saviour stand;

And soon my friends in Christ below
Will join the glorious band.

6 Jerusalem, my happy home,

My soul still pants for thee;

Then shall my labors have an end, When I thy joys shall see. Amen. From a Latin Hymn. Tr. "F. B. P.," arr. by JOSEPH BROMEhead (?)

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JOHN GOSS

lestial Sa-lem, Vision whence true peace doth spring,

Bright-er than the heart can fan- cy,

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of the high-est King;

Oh, how glorious are the praises Which of thee the prophets sing! A- men.

2 There forever and forever

Alleluia is out-poured;
For unending, for unbroken
Is the feast day of the Lord;
All is pure and all is holy

That within thy walls is stored.

3 Now with gladness, now with courage,

Bear the burden on thee laid,

That hereafter there thy labors

May with endless gifts be paid,

And in everlasting glory

Thou with joy mayst stand arrayed.

Amen.

Latin Hymn, 15th cent. Tr. JOHN M. NEALE

482 BONAR 8.8.7.8.8.7

J. BAPTISTE CALKIN

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Up-ward where the sky is brightest,

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