And did those feet in ancient times   Walk upon England’s mountains green   Was the holy Lamb of God   On England’s pleasant pastures seen      And did the countenance divine   Shine forth on our clouded hill   Was Jerusalem built here   On England’s green and pleasant land      Let it rain, let it rain, wash the scales from my eyes   Let it rain, let it rain, let me see again      Bring me my bow of burning gold   Bring me my arrows of desire   I shall not sleep to the clouds unfold   Bring me my chariot of fire      Let it rain, let it rain, tears of blood fall out of the sky   Let it rain, let it rain, wash me clean again      From the frozen waters, the king will rise again   With two suns in the sky      I shall not cease from mental fight   Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand   Till we have built Jerusalem   In England’s green and pleasant land      Let it rain, let it rain, tears of blood fall out of the sky   Let it rain, let it rain, wash me clean again      See the gleaming spires of the citadel   The king and queen will dwell, in our hearts      Can Jerusalem, be rebuilded here   In this trivial time, in this land of fear   In Jerusalem, where the grail remains   Walk into the light and dissolve the chains      Jerusalem