Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

The center of the Earth

Full of sorrow and mirth

You’re the apple of Mine eye

For which I humbly died

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

I hear your cry

Day and night

I feel your pain

As you cry out for rain

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

I feel the quake of your laughter

The morning after

The latter rain pours down

Washing away your lamenting sound

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

The bearer of glory and shame

I have called you by name

You are My chosen dwelling place,

And you dwell in My embrace

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

Of all the cities of the Earth

From which I could have given birth

I have chosen you alone

Through My anguish to atone

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

Of all the cities of the Earth

From which I could have given birth

I have chosen you alone

To bear my throne

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

The center of the Earth

Full of sorrow and mirth

You’re the apple of Mine eye

For which I humbly died

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

Where many seeds of prayer were sown,

It appears only weeds have grown.

Yet, within your borders

There lies a Divine order

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

Within your gates

Angelic hosts await

The commandment of the Lord

To wage war with their fiery swords

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

It is time for God’s glory to descend

That your sorrow may end

Through a Divine measure of praise

And worship of the Ancient of Days

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

It is time for God’s glory to arise

Opening your blinded eyes

Through a Divine measure of intercession

And repentant confession

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

May your streets be filled with adoration

Till singing and dancing spread throughout the nations

May your gates be filled with prayer

Till God’s presence and glory fills the air

Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem

The center of the Earth

Full of sorrow and mirth

You’re the apple of Mine eye

For which I humbly died

© 2011 Christine Lombard