XI.

Jerusalem hears a trumpet and stands on tiptoe to see her children returning from the North, East and West .

Blow 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.

Stand on the height, O Jerusalem, and behold thy children,

From the East and the West, gathered together by the Lord;

From the North they come in the gladness of their God,

From the isles afar off God hath gathered them.

High mountains hath He abased into a plain for them;

The hills fled at their entrance.

The woods gave them shelter as they passed by;

Every sweet-smelling tree God caused to spring up for them,

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

Put on, O Jerusalem, thy glorious garments;

Make ready thy holy robe;

For God hath spoken good concerning Israel, for ever and ever.

Let the Lord do what He hath spoken concerning Israel and Jerusalem;

Let the Lord raise up Israel by His glorious name.

The mercy of the Lord be upon Israel for ever and ever.