Jerusalem,
the golden city.
Jerusalem, I'm always thinking You.
Jerusalem, please come and calm my heart
and settle down my homesickness.
When
can I come and return to your peace?
When can I come and face your ancient walls?
When can I come and rest in Your lap,
and cry away my joy of return?
Jerusalem,
I am so far away,
Jerusalem, my way has gone astray.
Jerusalem, please give me liberty,
open Your gates and let me come home.
When
may I shout in Your gates "Hosanna?"
When can I sing "Ave, almighty King?"
When can I lift Your flag of salvation
and celebrate in the new temple?
Jerusalem,
Your gates are opening,
Jerusalem, Your heirs are now bowing,
Jerusalem, the kings of the whole earth
will recognize Your holy lordship.
