O 'twas a joyful sound to hear Our tribes devoutly say, Up, Israel! to the temple haste, And keep your festal day. | At Salem's courts we must appear, With our assembled powers, In strong and beauteous order ranged, Like her united towers. | O ever pray for Salem's peace; For they shall prosperous be, Thou holy city of our God, Who bear true love to thee. | May peace within thy sacred walls A constant guest be found; With plenty and prosperity Thy palaces be crowned. | For my dear brethren's sake, and friends No less than brethren dear, I'll pray, May peace in Salem's towers A constant guest appear. | But most of all I'll seek thy good, And ever wish thee well, For Sion and the temple's sake, Where God vouchsafes to dwell. | O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. | |