Edward Bairstow - Blessed City, Heavenly Salem - текст песни (слова)

Blessed city, heavenly Salem,
 Vision dear of peace and love,
 Who of living stones art builded
 In the height of heaven above,
 And by Angel hands apparelled,
 As a bride doth earthward move;
 
 Out of heaven from God descending,
 New and ready to be wed 
 To thy Lord, whose love espoused thee,
 Fair adorned shalt thou be led;
 All thy gates and all thy bulwarks
 Of pure gold are fashioned.
 
 Bright thy gates of pearl are shining;
 They are open evermore;
 And their well-earned rest attaining
 Thither faithful souls do soar,
 Who for Christ's dear Name in this world
 Pain and tribulation bore.
 
 Many a blow and biting sculpture
 Polished well those stones elect,
 In their places now compacted
 By the heavenly Architect,
 Nevermore to leave the Temple
 Which with them the Lord hath decked.
 
 To this Temple, where we call Thee,
 Come, O Lord of hosts, today;
 With Thy wonted loving kindness,
 Hear Thy servants as they pray;
 And Thy fullest benediction
 Shed within its walls alway.
 Amen.