[Verse 1]
And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England s mountains green?
And was the Holy Lamb of God
On England s pleasant pastures seen?
[Verse 2]
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark satanic mills
[Verse 3]
Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of de-sire!
Bring me my spear! o Clouds unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!
[Verse 4]
I will not cease from mental fight
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Til we have built Jerusalem
In England s green and pleasant land!