O Jerusalem how the enemy besets you
Your walls are broken down
And they lie in ruin about you
And the praises of our God and King
No longer rise
And the heathen mock your holy name
Because of us
O Jerusalem that I might rebuild your temple
And restore again in my Father’s house
His worship
Then the nations of the earth
Shall see and shall be glad
That the Lord our God
The mighty King Jehovah reigns
In my spirit Lord You have place a zeal for Zion
And to see restor’d on the earth
Your holy kingdom
Let it come and may Your love
So burn within my heart
Till You come in glory
To receive Your bride and reign
Let it come let it come
Let it come let it come