And did those sheep in ancient times
Sing most mellifluously to me
And did those cows chomp merrily
On grass in fields surrounding me
And did those birds high in the sky
Fly round in circles most sublime
And was Jerusalem wild and free
Abundant with the finest tea.
At times I like to take famous songs and change the lyrics.
That was one verse of my new 'Jeruslam'. The words of the original were written by the poet William Blake, and the music by Charles Hubert Hastings Parry. If you don't know the tune you might feel a little lost.
I like the idea that Jerusalem, if indeed it is or was or might one be the epicentre of divine-human felicity, would manifest such in gentle and familiar ways.
A challenge at least to the fundamentalist rabble rousers.