THE PEOPLE WIDE open, ye doors, and raise up high, O gate, We are coming again, who have waited so long— With shouts and rejoicing, with music and song; Then haste ye, companions, nor linger nor wait. ZION O not as a beggar that seeketh for alms, As conquering host ye are coming to me, From valley and mountain, from land and from sea With thunder of trumpets and waving of palms. THE PEOPLE Our flag shall be planted on Zion's fair side, We shall rest in its shade, who have wandered so long, Our tears turned to laughter, our sighs into song, Rejoicing as Bridegroom that greeteth his Bride. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CARGO MOVING TO GAZA (1988) by MARVIN BELL AMOUR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON OMNIPRESENCE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |