اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Oh 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.
Oh 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 placed a zeal for Zion
And to see restored 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.
