Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LAMENT OF THE DAUGHTERS OF ZION, by J. F. First Line: Away from our land Last Line: J. F. Subject(s): Immigrants; Jews; Lament; Zionism; Emigrant; Emigration; Immigration; Judaism | ||||||||
A WAY from our land, Away from our home, A sad captive band, 'Mong strangers we roam. Away from our hills, We are sundered apart, And the clear crystal rills Enshrined in our heart. And Lebanon's palm trees 'Neath the purple domed skies, And the sweet scented breeze That wafted our sighs! Away from the dew On the hill terraced lines, Where the pale olive grew And the purple clad vines. For past is that grandeur, The glory and fame; And faded the splendour Of Judah's great name. Dark was the hour, And fierce was the blow, That shattered our power In a whirlwind of woe. The days that are born In sorrow, we pine; In sadness we mourn, For Salem's fair shrine. But the Lord will again Gather us round; And Judah will reign With vict'ry crowned. On the wings of the breeze, O'er mountain and mead, Far o'er the seas The tidings will speed. And from the ends of the world The lowly and proud, With their banners unfurled, The nations will crowd. In Glory revealed This song they'll raise; The Lord is our shield. The Lord is our Praise. J. F. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RABBI'S SON-IN-LAW by SABINE BARING-GOULD A LITTLE HISTORY by DAVID LEHMAN FOR I WILL CONSIDER YOUR DOG MOLLY by DAVID LEHMAN JEWISH GRAVEYARDS, ITALY by PHILIP LEVINE NATIONAL THOUGHTS by YEHUDA AMICHAI SOUNDS OF THE RESURRECTED DEAD MAN'S FOOTSTEPS (#3): 2. ANGEL ... by MARVIN BELL |
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