O Lord, let my soul rise up to meet you
as the day rises to meet the sun.

Praise to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning, is now, and will be forever.

Come, let us sing to the Lord : let us shout for joy to the Rock of our salvation.

Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised : in the city of our God is his holy hill.

Psalm 48:2-7
Beautiful and lofty, the joy of all the earth, is the hill of Zion : the very center of the world and the city of the great King.
God is in her citadels : he is known to be her sure refuge.
Behold, the kings of the earth assembled : and marched forward together.
They looked and were astounded : they retreated and fled in terror.
Trembling seized them there : they writhed like a woman in childbirth, like ships of the sea when the east wind shatters them.
As we have heard, so have we seen, in the city of the Lord of hosts, in the city of our God : God has established her for ever.

Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised : in the city of our God is his holy hill.

Isaiah 5:8-12, 18-23
Luke 21:29-38