[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 desire:

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:

Till we have built Jerusalem

In England's green & pleasant Land