In the middle of the wall above is the "Golden Gate," through which it is believed that Christ entered on Palm Sunday.
When we arrived in Jerusalem, I was trembling and full of awe. The guides played the song Jerusalem. Without knowing how, I opened my Liturgy of the Hours to one psalm about Jerusalem and I read it out loud to whoever could hear me on the bus. Then I opened to another psalm about Jerusalem and read that too.
A song of ascents. Of David.
1 I rejoiced when they said to me, "Let us go to the house of the LORD."
2 And now our feet are standing within your gates, Jerusalem.
3 Jerusalem, built as a city, walled round about.
4 Here the tribes have come, the tribes of the LORD, As it was decreed for Israel, to give thanks to the name of the LORD.
5 Here are the thrones of justice, the thrones of the house of David.
6 For the peace of Jerusalem pray: "May those who love you prosper!
7 May peace be within your ramparts, prosperity within your towers."
8 For family and friends I say, "May peace be yours."
9 For the house of the LORD, our God, I pray, "May blessings be yours."
Just as a test, on our last day in Jerusalem I paged through my Liturgy of the Hours for an hour and couldn't find those psalms when I was looking for them. Was it the Holy Spirit that led me to those psalms?
1 The LORD loves the city founded on holy mountains,
2 Loves the gates of Zion more than any dwelling in Jacob.
3 Glorious things are said of you, O city of God! Selah
4 From Babylon and Egypt I count those who acknowledge the
LORD. Philistia, Ethiopia, Tyre, of them it can be said: "This one was born there."
5 But of Zion it must be said: "They all were born here." The Most High confirms this;
6 the Lord notes in the register of the peoples: "This one was born here." Selah
7 So all sing in their festive dance: "Within you is my true home."