THE PSALMS of DAVID, PSALM CXXII

With Joy, I heard the People say, Let's to the Lord's House go and pray. Our Feet, henceforth, with Pleasure wait, Ierusalem, within thy Gate. Ierusalem's a City fair, Compact, with beauteous Order there. Thither the Tribes devoutly throng; The Tribes which to the Lord belong. To Isr'el's Witness we repair, To honour God, with Praise, and Pray'r. The Seats of Justice there have Place; And Thrones of David's royal Race. Pray Salem's Peace may lasting be; For they shall prosper that love thee. May Peace within thy Walls abound; Thy Palaces with Joy be crown'd. For Friends, and Brethren's Sake, I pray May happy Peace, within thee stay. Because Iehovah's House is there, Thy Good shall be my constant Care.