Jacques Rothschild

Jerusalem: The city that redeemed the idea of a city

In the Torah, cities reek of corruption, power, violence, and human arrogance. In sharp contrast, Israel's holy city glorifies sanctity and responsibility
The Jerusalem skyline (Nati Shochat/Flash 90)
The Jerusalem skyline (Nati Shochat/Flash 90)

There is perhaps no institution more ambivalent in the Torah than the city.

From the very beginning of Tanach, the Hebrew Bible, cities emerge not as symbols of holiness, but of corruption, power, violence, and human arrogance. Civilization gathers men together — yet instead of elevating them, it often magnifies their worst instincts. The city becomes the place where morality dissolves into anonymity, where strength overwhelms justice, and where man begins to worship himself.

The first great city associated with wickedness is Sodom. Chazal, the sages of the Talmud, describe it not merely as sinful, but as a society whose corruption had become institutionalized. Cruelty was no longer accidental; it was law. Hospitality became a crime. Compassion became weakness. The city represented a civilization organized against the image of God within man.

Then comes Shechem — a place associated with violence, moral chaos, and betrayal. It is there that Dinah is violated, and there that human passion erupts into bloodshed and vengeance. Shechem becomes emblematic of a city driven by instinct rather than covenant.

And before either of these stood Ur Kasdim, the birthplace of the patriarch Abraham. Ur Kasdim was the cradle of idolatry, a society so spiritually corrupt that Abraham was forced to stand alone against an entire civilization. The Midrash portrays it as a culture intoxicated by power, falsehood, and the worship of man-made gods.

This pattern is striking.

In the Torah, the city is rarely neutral. It concentrates not only people, but also desire, ambition, ego, and moral danger. The city becomes the arena where humanity forgets its limits.

And yet, against all of this, stands one city unlike any other: Jerusalem. Yerushalayim.

Not merely a city in the geographical sense, but a revolutionary spiritual idea.

Jerusalem is the great Jewish response to the corruption of the ancient city.

Where other cities glorified power, Jerusalem glorified sanctity and responsibility.

Where other cities celebrated wealth and conquest, Jerusalem housed the Beit HaMikdash (the Holy Temple) — a place where even the king stood humbled before God.

Where other civilizations built towers toward heaven in defiance, Jerusalem became the place where heaven and earth meet in peace.

Perhaps that is why Chazal connect the name ירושלים to יראה and שלום — yirah, awe and shalom, peace. A city is redeemed only when power is restrained by reverence, and society is governed by something higher than itself.

Unlike every other great ancient capital, Jerusalem was never meant to dominate the world militarily or economically. Its greatness lay elsewhere. Pilgrims ascended to it not to display power, but to surrender it. Three times a year, Jews from every tribe, class, and region walked together toward one shared center. Jerusalem unified not through empire, but through covenant.

The prophet Isaiah captures this vision perfectly:

“כי מציון תצא תורה ודבר ה׳ מירושלים”

“For from Zion shall go forth Torah, and the word of Hashem from Jerusalem.

Not armies. Not commerce. Not imperial decrees.

Torah.

The message of Yerushalayim is that a city does not become holy because of its walls, its architecture, or its strength. A city becomes holy when it creates moral space for the Divine Presence.

Most cities are built to protect man from the outside world.

Jerusalem exists to protect man from himself.

And perhaps this is why no city on earth has ever lived so deeply within the Jewish soul.

For nearly 2,000 years of exile, Jews turned toward Jerusalem in prayer. They broke glasses beneath wedding canopies in her memory. They wept for her on Tisha B’Av. They whispered, “לשנה הבאה בירושלים” – Next year in Jerusalem – across continents and centuries. The city became more than a place. It became the beating heart of Jewish hope itself.

And then came 1967.

For 19 years, Jerusalem had remained divided — its heart inaccessible to Jews, the Kotel silent behind barbed wire and enemy lines. The Temple Mount, Har HaBayit, the place toward which generations had prayed, longed, and turned in exile, seemed painfully close and impossibly distant at once.

Then, in six astonishing days, history itself appeared to bend.

Jewish soldiers returned to the Old City. The words “הר הבית בידינו” – “The Temple Mount is in our hands” – echoed not merely as a military announcement, but as the sound of a 2,000-year longing suddenly breaking into reality. For the first time in centuries, Jerusalem was once again in Jewish hands.

No wonder the moment carried such overwhelming messianic resonance.

Not because redemption had fully arrived — history has reminded us, painfully and repeatedly, that much remains unfinished — but because something unimaginable had suddenly become imaginable again. After centuries in which Jerusalem existed mainly in siddurim (prayer books), kinot (laments), and dreams, Jews could once again walk her streets as sovereign sons returning home.

The return to Jerusalem felt like the stirring footsteps of ge’ulah (redemption) itself.

For what other nation returns to its eternal capital after two millennia? What other people prays toward one city for countless generations and then lives to see that prayer answered before their eyes?

Yet the reunification of Jerusalem also reopened one of the deepest struggles of modern history.

The eastern parts of the city — home today largely to Arab and Palestinian populations — became not only a political fault line, but a theological one. Violence, terror, and competing narratives converged upon the very city whose name speaks of peace.

And beneath the political dispute lies something even deeper: a struggle over memory itself.

For the Jewish people, Jerusalem is not a late political aspiration or a modern nationalist invention. It is the axis of Jewish history, faith, and longing from the days of King David onward. The Temple stood upon Har HaBayit centuries before the rise of Christianity or Islam. Jews prayed toward Jerusalem in every exile, mentioned it in daily prayers, mourned its destruction in fasts and kinot, and built an entire religious consciousness around its restoration.

No other people preserved Jerusalem at the center of its identity with such uninterrupted continuity.

This does not negate the emotional attachment others may feel toward the city. But the uniquely covenantal bond between the Jewish people and Jerusalem rests upon thousands of years of scripture, prophecy, halacha, prayer, and historical memory — a foundation unmatched in both depth and continuity.

And perhaps Yom Yerushalayim – Jerusalem Day – raises another profound question for our generation.

If we celebrate the reunification of Jerusalem under Jewish sovereignty — if we see in the return to the Old City, the Kotel, and Har HaBayit the restoration of Jewish history to its rightful center — then what of the hills of Yehuda and Shomron, Judea and Samaria, where that very history was born?

Jerusalem was the heart of Jewish civilization. But the soul of that civilization was formed in the rural towns, valleys, and mountains of the biblical homeland: in Hebron, where Abraham purchased the first portion of the Land; in Beit El, where Jacob dreamed of the ladder reaching heaven; in Shiloh, where the Mishkan, the Tabernacle, stood for centuries; in Beit Lechem, where King David was born; and throughout the ancient villages and pathways walked by the prophets, the judges, and the kings of Israel.

These were not peripheral locations. They were the cradle of the covenant itself.

The Jewish claim to the Land of Israel did not begin in modern diplomacy or 20th-century nationalism. It was born in these mountains long before the rise of the world’s great empires. The right to the land emerged from covenant, sacrifice, memory, and an unbroken historical consciousness tied to specific places sanctified by Tanach itself.

And so, one cannot help but ask: if Jewish sovereignty over Jerusalem is celebrated as the restoration of history, why should the biblical heartland remain viewed differently? If the reunification of the capital is understood as justice, continuity, and return, is there not a similar historical and spiritual logic to the reassertion of sovereignty over the towns and landscapes where Jewish nationhood itself first emerged?

Perhaps sovereignty is not only about security or governance, but about restoring historical truth itself. When a nation hesitates to affirm its bond to the cradle of its own civilization, it leaves room for the absurd inversion in which the descendants of Avraham, David, and the prophets are portrayed as occupiers in the very hills where Jewish history began.

Jerusalem cannot be fully understood in isolation from the land that surrounds her. The city of David was never meant to float detached from Hebron, Shiloh, Beit El, or the mountains of Yehuda. Together they form the geography of Jewish memory — the landscape in which the story of Am Yisrael, the nation of Israel, began.

And perhaps that too is part of the unfinished story of redemption unfolding before our eyes.

Jerusalem ceased being only the memory of a glorious past and became once again a promise about the future.

Perhaps this is the deepest meaning of Yom Yerushalayim.

Not merely that we regained a city, but that the city regained us.

In a world where great cities still so often symbolize excess, alienation, violence, and moral confusion, Jerusalem remains Judaism’s eternal answer: a city whose greatness lies not in what man builds for himself, but in what he is willing to build for God.

And perhaps that is why the prophets saw in Jerusalem not only the destiny of the Jewish people, but the destiny of humanity itself:

“וְנָהֲרוּ אֵלָיו כָּל הַגּוֹיִם”

“And all nations shall stream toward it.”

The prophets envisioned Jerusalem as a place where humanity would ultimately gather not around conquest, but around God. The tragedy of our era is that the city of peace still bleeds from the inability of men to recognize one another’s humanity. Yet the hope of Jerusalem lies precisely in the belief that history is moving somewhere higher — toward the day when the city will no longer divide nations, but elevate them.

“לא יישא גוי אל גוי חרב”

“Nation shall not lift sword against nation.”

Until then, Jerusalem remains both a miracle already fulfilled and a prophecy still awaiting completion.

The city that redeemed the very idea of civilization may yet redeem civilization itself.

Chag Yerushalayim Sameach on the 59th anniversary of her reunification.

About the Author
Jacques R. Rothschild was born in Belgium and spent a decade in Israel, where he proudly served in the IDF paratroopers. He went on to earn degrees in Mathematics, Statistics, and International Affairs from the Hebrew University of Jerusalem. Since then, he has made New York City his home, building a career in private equity and investment banking, including having served as a senior investment professional for the Kuwait sovereign wealth fund. Alongside his professional work, Jacques remains passionately engaged in Israel advocacy and is a devoted defender of the IDF and the State of Israel.
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