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<h2>BLESSED CITY, HEAVENLY SALEM</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“In Salem…is His tabernacle, and His dwelling place in Zion.” Psalm 76:2</h3></p>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_n_e_neale_jm.jpg" alt="John Mason Neale (1818-1866)" width="141.333333333333" height="201.333333333333"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> Unknown author, probably 6th or 7th Century (<em>Urbs beata Hierusalem, dicta pacis</em>); translated from Latin to English by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_n_e_neale_jm.html" target="_blank">John Mason Neale</a> in <em>Mediaeval Hymns</em>, 1851.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Blessed City,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_e_sewall_f.html" target="_blank">Frank Sewall</a>, in <em>The Magnificat</em> (New York: New Church Press, 1910) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_b_l_blesscit.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Blessèd city, heavenly Salem,<br>
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Vision dear of peace and love,<br>
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Who of loving stones art builded<br>
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In the heights of heaven above,<br>
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And, with angel host encircled,<br>
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As a bride to earth dost move.</p>
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<p>From celestial realms descending,<br>
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Bridal glory round thee shed,<br>
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Meet for Him Whose love espoused thee,<br>
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To thy Lord shalt thou be led;<br>
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All thy streets and all thy bulwarks<br>
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Of pure gold are fashionèd.</p>
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<p>Bright with peals her portals glitter<br>
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They are open evermore;<br>
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And, by virtue of His merits,<br>
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Thither faithful souls may soar,<br>
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Who for Christ’s dear Name in this world<br>
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Pain and tribulation bore.</p>
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<p>Many a blow and biting sculpture<br>
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Fashioned well those stones elect,<br>
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In their places now compacted<br>
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By the heavenly Architect,<br>
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Who therewith hath willed forever<br>
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That his palace should be decked.</p>
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<p>Grant that all Thy faithful people<br>
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May Thy truer temple be;<br>
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Neither flesh, nor soul, nor spirit,<br>
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Know another Lord than Thee;<br>
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But to Thee once dedicated<br>
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Serve Thee ever lastingly.</p>
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<p>Come Thou now, and be among us,<br>
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Lord and Maker, while we pray;<br>
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Let Thy presence fill the temple<br>
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Which we dedicate today,<br>
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And Thyself, as consecrator,<br>
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Dwell within its walls always.</p>
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<p>Glory to thy royal Bridegroom,<br>
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Salem, sing rejoicingly;<br>
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He, thy Lord, thy Light, thy Temple,<br>
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Dwelleth ever more with thee;<br>
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His be blessing and thanksgiving,<br>
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Now and to eternity.</p>
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