Psalm CXXII

When in the willing crouding flock
I heard that [pleasant] welcome voice,
Come, let us go up to God's house,
It made my [longing] heart rejoyce.

Our feet in God's Jerusalem
Shall stand, even in her [Gates and] Courts,
When those who were dispers'd by men,
Shall [thither] flock in great resorts.

God's City is (not a rude heap,
But) built in [comely] form exact;
In great diversity of parts,
In order all [are well] compact.

Thither the several Tribes go up,
[The Tribes] in Covenant with the Lord;
With thanks to celebrate his Name,
His Mysteries and [holy] Word.

There God hath placed Thrones of Power,
To judge [his flock] in righteousness;
The promis'd Thrones of David's house,
[Which] God's [own] Government express.

Pray for Jerusalem's true peace,
Lord prosper all her [faithful] friends;

Her Courts bless with prosperity,
Let Peace [within] her walls defend.

For my dear holy brethrens sake,
Who have my [faithful] comforts bin;
I'le daily beg of God for thee,
Safety [without] and Peace within.

And for the sake of God's own house,
Where we his name must [praise and] bless;
With all the powers of my soul
I'le seek thy [real] happiness.