Father,
Jerusalem
is protected by your presence.
You will
be the glory in her midst.
May we
flee to her with abandon,
Live in
her with joy,
Discard
Babylon and her treasures.
Many
nations will be joined to Israel,
We will become
your people,
You will
dwell with us,
You will
be our portion,
Surrounded
by your wall of fire,
And we
shall be your inheritance.
Come,
Lord Jesus, Come.
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