| Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | | | “And Zion Be the Glory Yet” | | Anonymous |
| | | O TRIBE of ancestry, be dumb, thy parchment roll review! | |
| What is thy line of ancestors to that which boasts the Jew? | |
| The ancient Briton, where is he? The Saxons, who are they? | |
| The Roman is a fleeting shade—a thing of yesterday. | |
| But he may boldly lift his eyes and spread his hands abroad, | 5 |
| And say, “Four thousand years ago my sires on Canaan stood.” | |
| O, who shall dare despise the Jew, whom God hath not despised, | |
| Nor yet forsaken in His wrath, though long and sore chastised? | |
| From many a distant land the Lord shall bring His people forth, | |
| And Zion be the glory yet and wonder of the earth. | 10 | | | |
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