Upon the peak of Mount Scopus (in its original name: Jerusalem)

From the peak of the Mount of Scouts/Watchers/Scopus, I will bow to you, my city.

From the peak of the Mount of Scouts/Watchers/Scopus, Peace/Greetings be upon you Yerushalayim.

For a hundred generations I dreamed of you,

To merit to see your light.

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, Illuminate your face to your children!

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, From your ruins, I will build you!

With a trusting heart, I have come here, To raise your ruins. But how can I build your Temple If there is no peace among your children?

Sephardim, Ashkenazim, Yemenites, Ethiopian,

Turkish and Georgian and Haredim and Seculars

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, this is not what I saw in my dream!

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim,  Among your children, grant peace!

City of desolation, you were a holy city,

Every gate shattered within you;

Yet one gate remains closed,

The gate of the Messiah.

Many of you have sent me messengers to you

To deliver into my hands your keys.

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, I swear in the name of my Lord:

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, Shine your face on your son!

From the top of the Mount of Scouts/Watchers/Scopus, Peace/Greetings to you Jerusalem;

Thousands of exiles from the ends of the earth, Lift their eyes to you.

With thousands of blessings, be blessed,

A king’s temple, a royal city.

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, I will not move from here;

Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, the Messiah will come, he will come.

Avigdor Mayiri 1886