Jerusalem

Her plaintive tribes come no more to sing their canticles at her holy

temples. Her ramparts are in ruins! Her Levites tremble and moan! No

more flowers on maiden foreheads! Her soul is plunged into endless

pain and the weight of sadness oppresses her. Tears burn in her eyes!

Jerusalem! Come back to the Lord God! Hear God the Saviour! Hold out

your arms to Him, give Him your heart!