1 Oh ’twas a joyful sound to hear
Our tribes devoutly say:
"Up, Israel! to the temple haste,
And keep your festal day!"

2 At Salem’s courts we must appear,
With our assembled powers,
In strong and beauteous order ranged,
Like her united towers.

3 'Tis thither by divine command,
The tribes of God repair,
Before His ark to celebrate
His name with praise and prayer.

4 Oh pray we then for Salem’s peace!
For they shall prosperous be,
Thou holy city of our God,
Who bear true love to thee.

5 May peace within Thy sacred walls
A constant guest be found:
With plenty and prosperity
Thy palaces be crowned.