2 Jerusalem, thy yetts athin Oor feet sal stand or lang.
Wi’ thankfu’ hert gang thro’ the yett, And liltin’, a’ His Temple thrang; It’s richt that we sood gratefu’ be, And bless His name baith lood and lang.
And sae frae strength to strength they win Alang the lichtsome road, Until in Zion ilka ane, Stands face to face wi’ God.