1. O Jerusalem! O whisper of time and yearning of the
Horizon overlooking your hills! So be beautiful

2. O Jerusalem! O dawn’s radiance, gentle
And smiling, that rose with the glorious morn,

3. O Jerusalem! Fragrance of eras, a breeze
That came upon the plentiful, rich, purple hope,

4. O Jerusalem! Exaltation of longing and a throbbing
From every humble, devout, sorrowing heart,

5. O Jerusalem! Fragrance of conquest, a breeze
That blew with meadow musk and carnations’ scent,

6. O Jerusalem! Light of prophecy that shone
In thickets, and O purity of the fount,

7. All the prophecies that were sent sought
You fervently with their sparkling light,

8. Many a sign of God shone on each plain
Telling of the most perfect Prophet,

9. So to you ascended with the Prophet Muhammad,
To lead them in prayer, O most just Imam,

10. Then he climbed the connected stairs
That took him to the highest place or lodging,

11. A blessed abode, and breaths of guidance
In it, over a meadow, thickest shade,

12. The Aqsa Mosque on your plain - what a
Mosque it is, with the guidance of eras adorned,

13. With truth, with Islam, the religion that
Every prophecy and messenger conveyed,

14. Beauty toured every land and came
To your hills, welcomed - So alight here, they said

15. And when your hills were song, passion stirred
In every nook, crowned with majesty,

16. O land of epics, tell of a nation
That left you fettered, heavily burdened,

17. O land of epics, tell of one heedless,
Submissive or ignorant, shirking and evasive,

18. My sweet Palestine, shine hope
Renewed by blood, and chant merrily,

19. Your land will remain an arena of epics
For the faithful, and the promise of a coming day,

20. Your land will remain, with epics, a flame
To cleave the darkness of a long night,

21. Despair not! The horizon teems with the rising
Of a connected nation not to be Ignored,

22. And serried squadrons that will not bend
Save to a victory mightier and more beautiful.