All Your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia;
Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made You glad.

God, in her palaces,
Has made Himself known as a stronghold.

Consider her ramparts;
Go through her palaces,
That you may tell it to the next generation.

“May peace be within your walls,
And prosperity within your palaces.”

They will be led forth with gladness and rejoicing;
They will enter into the King’s palace.

Let our sons in their youth be as grown-up plants,
And our daughters as corner pillars fashioned as for a palace;