JerusalemWords written by William BlakeMusic by Charles Hubert Hastings ParryAnd did those feet in ancient timeWalk upon England's mountains greenAnd was the holy lamb of GodOn England's pleasant pastures seenAnd did the countenance divineShine forth upon our clouded hillsAnd was Jerusalem builded hereAmong those dark Satanic millsBring me my bow of burning goldBring me my arrows of desireBring me my spears o'clouds unfoldBring me my chariot of fireI will not cease from mental fightNor shall my sword sleep in my hand'Til we have built JerusalemIn England's green and pleasant land'Til we have built JerusalemIn England's green and pleasant land