Bible Verses About Church (2)

Thou wilt arise, and have mercy upon Zion; For it is time to have pity upon her, Yea, the set time is come.

For thy servants take pleasure in her stones, And have pity upon her dust.

For he hath looked down from the height of his sanctuary; From heaven did Jehovah behold the earth;

To hear the sighing of the prisoner; To loose those that are appointed to death;

That men may declare the name of Jehovah in Zion, And his praise in Jerusalem;

When Jehovah brought back those that returned to Zion, We were like unto them that dream.

Then was our mouth filled with laughter, And our tongue with singing: Then said they among the nations, Jehovah hath done great things for them.

Jehovah bless thee out of Zion: And see thou the good of Jerusalem all the days of thy life.

Yea, see thou thy children’s children. Peace be upon Israel.

For Jehovah hath chosen Zion; He hath desired it for his habitation.

This is my resting-place for ever: Here will I dwell; for I have desired it.

I will abundantly bless her provision: I will satisfy her poor with bread.

Her priests also will I clothe with salvation; And her saints shall shout aloud for joy.

Behold, how good and how pleasant it is For brethren to dwell together in unity!

It is like the precious oil upon the head, That ran down upon the beard, Even Aaron’s beard; That came down upon the skirt of his garments;

Like the dew of Hermon, That cometh down upon the mountains of Zion: For there Jehovah commanded the blessing, Even life for evermore.

Behold, bless ye Jehovah, all ye servants of Jehovah, That by night stand in the house of Jehovah.

Lift up your hands to the sanctuary, And bless ye Jehovah.

Jehovah bless thee out of Zion; Even he that made heaven and earth.

By the rivers of Babylon, There we sat down, yea, we wept, When we remembered Zion.

Upon the willows in the midst thereof We hanged up our harps.

For there they that led us captive required of us songs, And they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

How shall we sing Jehovah’s song In a foreign land?

If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget her skill.

Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, If I remember thee not; If I prefer not Jerusalem Above my chief joy.