Close your eyes, Lord, and fly us on wings of gold Wings of gold that will carry us to Zion We will dream of a place that is far away Oh, how sweet is the air in the land where we belong Hear the prayers from our hearts, Lord, and answer them Hear your children and lead them back to Jerusalem Close your eyes, Lord, and fly us on wings of gold Oh, how sweet is the air in the land where we belong We will take our cap to the land of our blessing And we'll rest on the banks of the Jordan Hear our prayer, hear our prayer, hear our prayers, set us free To live in the land that we love Oh, how sad is the sound of our song But how sweet is the dream of our homeland Close your eyes, Lord, and fly us on wings of gold Oh, how sweet is the air in the land where we belong Hear our prayer, take us there where we belong Hear our prayer, take us there where we belong Hear our song, hear our song