[Verse 1] Under those feet, in ancient time Walk up on England's mountains green And was the holy lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen [Verse 2] And did the countenance divide Shine forth upon our cloudy hills And watch Jerusalem building here Among those dark Satanic mills [Verse 3] Bring me my bow of burning gold! Bring me my arrows of desire! Bring me my spear, oh 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