Bible Verses About Patriotism

Pray for the peace of Jerusalem: They shall prosper that love thee.

Peace be within thy walls, And prosperity within thy palaces.

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.

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.

For Zion’s sake will I not hold my peace, and for Jerusalem’s sake I will not rest, until her righteousness go forth as brightness, and her salvation as a lamp that burneth.

And they have healed the hurt of the daughter of my people slightly, saying, Peace, peace; when there is no peace.

For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt: I mourn; dismay hath taken hold on me.

Is there no balm in Gilead? is there no physician there? why then is not the health of the daughter of my people recovered?

Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!

Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place of wayfaring men; that I might leave my people, and go from them! for they are all adulterers, an assembly of treacherous men.

Remember, O Jehovah, what is come upon us: Behold, and see our reproach.

Our inheritance is turned unto strangers, Our houses unto aliens.

We are orphans and fatherless; Our mothers are as widows.

We have drunken our water for money; Our wood is sold unto us.

Our pursuers are upon our necks: We are weary, and have no rest.

We have given the hand to the Egyptians, And to the Assyrians, to be satisfied with bread.

Our fathers sinned, and are not; And we have borne their iniquities.

Servants rule over us: There is none to deliver us out of their hand.

We get our bread at the peril of our lives, Because of the sword of the wilderness.