6 The demons of the dark, of ignorance and death, are fleeing fast; are disappearing as the dew beneath the morning sun.
7 God is our strength and song; is our salvation and our hope, and we will build anew a house for him;
8 Will cleanse our hearts, and purify their chambers, every one. We are the temple of the Holy Breath.
9 We need no more a tent within the wilderness; no more a temple built with hands.
10 We do not seek the Holy Land, nor yet Jerusalem.
11 We are the tent of God; we are his temple built without the sound of edged tools.
12 We are the Holy Land; we are the New Jerusalem; Allelujah, praise the Lord!
13 And when the song was done the multitudes exclaimed, Praise God.
14 And Jesus said, Behold the way!
15 The sons of men have groped for ages in the darkness of Egyptian night.