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Jerusalem, if I forget you,

fire not gonna come from me tongue.

Jerusalem, if I forget you,

let my right hand forget what it's supposed to do.



In the ancient days, we will return with no delay

Picking up the bounty and the spoils on our way



We've been traveling from state to state

And them don't understand what they say

3,000 years with no place to be

And they want me to give up my milk and honey

Don't you see, it's not about the land or the sea

Not the country but the dwelling of his majesty



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Rebuild the temple and the crown of glory

Years gone by, about sixty

Burn in the oven in this century