God, you have set your foundation on your holy mountain;
yours is a singular love
for the gates of Zion,
that glorious city of God.
No matter how great the cities of the earth,
it remains an honor to be born in Zion,
a blessing to be able to say, "I was born there."
Let me return there, Lord God;
let me see Jerusalem again;
let me live there sometime before I die.
And let my lifesong sing:
"All my fountains are in you."
Amen.
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