ZION, we love thee well, Fair land of Israel, For thee we long! Thou art our heart's desire, Our altar's holy fire, The breath that stirs our lyre, To Freedom's song! Land which the Jordan laves, Land of the sacred graves, For thee we weep! Land where the Prophets trod, Where Truth erst swayed the rod, Where Psalmists sang of God, Thy faith we keep! Thy dawn now fills our eyes, Thy hope now tints our skies— Our soul's athrill! A shoot from Jesse's stem, Shall rule Jerusalem, Bright be his diadem, O'er Zion's hill! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CLEAR AND COLDER; BOSTON COMMON by ROBERT FROST SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 6 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING MILES KEOGH'S HORSE by JOHN MILTON HAY HOME by LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA LOUISA MAY ALCOTT by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON THE MORAL FABLES: THE WOLF AND THE LAMB by AESOP |