| Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | | | Hebrew Melody | | By Mrs. James Gordon Brooks |
| | (Jeremiah x: 17.)
FROM the hall of our fathers in anguish we fled, | |
| Nor again will its marble re-echo our tread, | |
| For the breath of the Siroc has blasted our name, | |
| And the frown of Jehovah has crushed us in shame. | |
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| His robe was the whirlwind, his voice was the thunder, | 5 |
| And earth, at his footstep, was riven asunder; | |
| The mantle of midnight had shrouded the sky, | |
| For we knew, where He stood by the flash of His eye. | |
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| O Judah! how long must thy weary ones weep, | |
| Far, far from the land where their forefathers sleep? | 10 |
| How long ere the glory that brightened the mountain | |
| Will welcome the exile to Siloa’s fountain? | | | | |
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