Verse 1

City, O city, O city of God,

Glorious things are spoken of you.

City, O city, O city of God,

Glorious things are spoken of you.

Such glorious things are spoken of you,

City, O city, O city of God,

Glorious things are spoken of you.

Verse 2

This one and that one were born in her,

All my springs of joy are in you.

This one and that one were born in her,

All my springs of joy are in you.

Yes, all my springs of joy are in you.

This one and that one were born in her,

All my springs of joy are in you.

Verse 3

Singers and dancers together say,

All our springs of joy are in you.

Singers and dancers together say,

All our springs of joy are in you.

Yes, all our springs of joy are in you.

Singers and dancers together say,

All our springs of joy are in you.