Текст: David Crowder. A Collision. Our Happy Home.

Hallelujah, we are on our way
Hallelujah, we are on our way to God

From Egypt lately come
Where death and darkness reign
To seek our new, our better home
Where we [Incomprehensible]

There sin and sorrow cease
And every conflict?s over
There we shall dwell in endless peace
And never hunger more

Jerusalem, our happy home
Would God I were in Thee
Would God my woes were at an end
Thy joy that I might see

We soon shall join the throng
The pleasures we shall share
And sing the everlasting song
With all the ransomed there

Jerusalem, our happy home
Would God I were in Thee
Would God my woes were at an end
Thy joy that I might see

There in celestial strains
Enraptured myriads sing
There love in every bosom reigns
For God Himself is King

Jerusalem, our happy home
Would God I were in Thee
Would God my woes were at an end
Thy joy that I might see

Jerusalem, our happy home
Would God we were in Thee
Would God our woes were at an end
Thy joy at last shall see