1Blow ye in Zion on the trumpet to summon the saints,
Cause ye to be heard in Jerusalem the voice of him that bringeth good tidings;
For God hath had pity on Israel in visiting them.

2Stand on the height, O Jerusalem, and behold thy children,
From the East and the West, gathered together by the Lord;

3From the North they come in the gladness of their God,
From the isles afar off God hath gathered them.

4High mountains hath he abased into a plain for them;
The hills fled at their entrance.

5The woods gave them shelter as they passed by;
Every sweet-smelling tree God caused to spring up for them,

6That Israel might pass by in the visitation of the glory of their God.

7Put on, O Jerusalem, thy glorious garments;
Make ready thy holy robe;
For God hath spoken good concerning Israel, forever and ever.

8Let the Lord do what he hath spoken concerning Israel and Jerusalem;
Let the Lord raise up Israel by his glorious name.

9The mercy of the Lord be upon Israel forever and ever.