The fields from Islington to Marylebone, to Primrose Hill and Saint John's Wood
Were builded over with pillars of gold, and there Jerusalem's pillars stood
Her little ones ran on the fields, the Lamb of God amongst them seen
And fair Jerusalem was his bride, among the little meadows green
They groaned aloud on London Stone, they groaned aloud on Tyburn's Brook
Albion gave his deadly groan, and all the Atlantic mountains shook
He withered up sweet Zion's hill, from every nation of the earth
He withered up Jerusalem's gates, and in a dark land gave her birth
Where Albion slept beneath the tree, and the Druid's golden knife
Rioted in human gore, in offering of human life
Albion's Spectre from his loins, tore forth in all the pomp of war
Satan his name, in flames of fire, he stretched the Druid pillars far
Spectre of Albion! Warlike fiend! In clouds of blood and ruin rolled
I here reclaim thee as my own, my selfhood! Satan! Armed in gold
Jerusalem fell from Lambeth's Vale, down through Poplar and Old Bow
Through Maldon and across the sea, in war and howling, death and woe
Bring me my bow of burning gold, bring me my arrows of desire
Bring me my spear, O clouds unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire!
And O thou Lamb of God, whom I slew in my dark self-righteous pride!
Art thou returned to Albion' land? And is Jerusalem thy bride?
In my exchanges every land, shall walk, and mine in every land
Mutual shall build Jerusalem, both heart in heart, and hand in hand
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