“Song of Jerusalem”

Traditional, arranged by Simon Sleeman, IMRO

(Source: She Who Dwells in the Secret Place of the Most High Shall Abide Under the Shadow of the Almighty)

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She Who Dwells in the Secret Place of the Most High Shall Abide Under the Shadow of the Almighty album

Lyrics

(Source: as heard)

	Jerusalem, our happy home,
	When shall we come to thee?
	When shall our sorrows have an end?
	Thy joys, when shall we see?

	There cinnamon that's scented sweet,
	There ponds spring on the ground.
	No tongue can tell, no heart can think
	Oh, what joys did there abound.

	Jerusalem, our happy home,
	When shall we come to thee?
	When shall our sorrows have an end?
	Thy joys, when shall we see?

	Fair Magdalene has dried her tears.
	She'll sing no more to we,
	Nor wet the ringlets of her hair
	To wipe her Saviour's feet.

	Jerusalem, our happy home,
	Then shall we come to thee.
	Then shall our sorrows have an end.
	Thy joys shall we see.

Notes

Father Simon Sleeman, the arranger of this traditional song, is a Benedictine monk at the Glenstal Abbey. (See Biscantorat.)

Produced by Sinéad O'Connor and Dónal Lunny

(Source: She Who Dwells in the Secret Place of the Most High Shall Abide Under the Shadow of the Almighty)

Musicians

(Source: best guess)

Sinéad O'Connor

vocals

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