Do good, in thy good-pleasure, unto Zion, Wilt thou build the walls of Jerusalem!

Because of thy temple above Jerusalem, Unto thee, shall kings bear along a gift -

O God, nations, Have entered thine inheritance, Have profaned thy holy temple, - Have laid Jerusalem in heaps:

They have poured out their blood like water, Round about Jerusalem, With none to bury.

To the end the Name of Yahweh, might be celebrated in Zion, And his praise in Jerusalem:

In the courts of the house of Yahweh, In the midst of thee, O Jerusalem. Praise ye Yah!

Jerusalem! that hath been builded, A true city, all joined together as one:

Ask ye for the peace of Jerusalem, They shall prosper, who love thee!

Yahweh will bless thee, out of Zion, - and behold thou the welfare of Jerusalem, all the days of thy life!

Blessed be Yahweh out of Zion, Who inhabiteth Jerusalem, Praise ye Yah!

If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right-hand forget:

Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember thee! if I do not lift up Jerusalem above the head of mine own gladness.

Remember, O Yahweh, against the sons of Edom, the day of Jerusalem, - how they continued to say - Overthrow! Overthrow! unto the foundation within it.

Yahweh, is building Jerusalem, The outcasts of Israel, will he gather together.

Laud thou, O Jerusalem, Yahweh, Praise thy God, O Zion: