The fields from islington to marlybone
To primrose hill and saint john's wood
Were buried over with pillars of gold
And there jerusalem's pillars stood
Her little-ones ran on the fields
The lamb of God among them seen
And fair jerusalem his bride
Among the little meadows green

Pancrass & kentish-town repose
Among her golden pillars high
Among her golden arches which
Shine upon the starry sky
The jews-harp-house & the green man
The ponds where boys to bathe delight

The fields of cows by willans farm
Shine in jerusalems pleasant sight
She walks upon our meadows green
The lamb of God walks by her side
And every english child is seen
Children of jerusalem & his bride