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