Yeah, it’s a long road between
The shore where she first felt free and
All the ground we’re conquering

And it’s a long row of stones to see
All broken vows and infidelity
But in the graveyard of her deepest grief

This is where, this is where she’ll sing

A city of war, known for her swords
For every man, a cup of stupor
But she and the world will be reborn

When the afflicted one is tossed no longer
Life will pasture even in achor
Tilled with guns that could not prosper

The son of man’ll stand on the olivet
He’ll come on the clouds just the way he went
On david’s steady throne he will sit

A holy day to never to forget
When the city who killed the prophets
Is forever known as the lord our righteousness

Every word she spurned in suffering
Every womb she knew was empty
Every embrace she refused from me

But blessed, blessed, blessed is she
When she sings: Blessed, blessed, blessed is he

Every crime, every rebellion, every front page accusation
Every good thing I have promised is true
And blessed, blessed, blessed are you
When you sing: Blessed, blessed, blessed yehu

I can name and number every star in sight
The foundations of the earth are mine
If anybody wants to pick a fight
Meet me where I was crucified
And watch me turn my brand
Plucked from the fire into a bride
Over her, over her I’ll sing

The lord our righteousness