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Psalm 11
Jerusalem hears a trumpet and stands on tiptoe to see her children returning from the North, East and West.
1Blow 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.
2Stand on the height, O Jerusalem, and behold thy children,
From the East and the West, gathered together by the Lord;
3From the North they come in the gladness of their God,
From the isles afar off God hath gathered them.
4High mountains hath He abased into a plain for them;
The hills fled at their entrance.
5The 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.
6Put on, O Jerusalem, thy glorious garments;
Make ready thy holy robe;
For God hath spoken good concerning Israel, for ever and ever.
7Let the Lord do what He hath spoken concerning Israel and Jerusalem;
Let the Lord raise up Israel by His glorious name.
8The mercy of the Lord be upon Israel for ever and ever.