| Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | | | In the Land of Our Fathers | | By K. L. Sillman |
| | | BLUE are the skies in the land of our fathers— | |
| A blue of the beauteous sheen; | |
| Through the clear of the air on the farthest horizon | |
| The mountains of Judah are seen. | |
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| Broad are the dales in the land of our fathers, | 5 |
| Sweet with the fragrance of flowers; | |
| Fair-smelling groves where the almond-trees murmur— | |
| Vistas of grape-girded bowers. | |
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| High are the hills in the land of our fathers | |
| To reach to the vaulting sky; | 10 |
| Israelites, sturdily tilling and reaping, | |
| Are chanting their carols nearby. | |
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| Bright gleams the moon in the land of our fathers, | |
| Aglint on the evening-dew,— | |
| Through myriad stars the queen of the even | 15 |
| Sails on the sea of blue. | |
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| Fair are the babes in the land of our fathers, | |
| Comely and gladsome and gay;— | |
| Godly the words of the songs they are singing— | |
| Sailing the ocean of blue. | 20 | | | |
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