Magical Jerusalem and a poem /The Jerusalem by William Blake

The Jerusalem by William Blake''
And makes those feet in ancient times
Walk on England's green mountains?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On pleasant pastures seen England?

And that the divine Face
Nebulae shine on our hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark Satanic mills?

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.

I will not stop fighting mental
Neither brought my sword sleep in my hand
Until we have built Jerusalem
In the green and pleasant land of England.