Our feet are standing inside your gates, Jerusalem.
Enter his gates with a song of thanksgiving. Come into his courtyards with a song of praise. Give thanks to him; praise his name.
Their strength grows as they go along until each one of them appears in front of God in Zion.
But now I’ve chosen Jerusalem to be a place for my name; I’ve chosen David to rule my people Israel.’
“You must build an altar for me made out of dirt. Sacrifice your burnt offerings and your fellowship offerings, your sheep, goats, and cattle on it. Wherever I choose to have my name remembered, I will come to you and bless you.
