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Joseph Friedlander, comp.  The Standard Book of Jewish Verse.  1917.
 
“His People”
Anonymous
 
HE set us free—
  To bear the yoke—
“Let them serve Me,”
  ’Twas thus He spoke.
 
He called us “Mine,”        5
  Not for desire,
To be call’d Thine
  Meant sword and fire,
 
And anguish sharp—
  In ev’ry land        10
The exile’s harp
  Forgot his hand.
 
They reap’d their own;
  God’s Acre ours!
On graves alone,        15
  Might we grow flowers.
 
But oh! worth while,
  Strong love divine
Outcast, or vile—
  To be call’d Thine.        20
 
To feel Thy love
  Like shepherding—
Like brooding dove,
  Like eagle’s wing!
 
As mothers speak        25
  To sons distrest,
The sore and weak
  Thou comfortest.
 
Oh! worth the cost,
  And welcome pain!        30
World’s love well lost
  Thy love to gain.
 
We will serve Thee,
  As Jacob swore,
“This God shall be        35
  Mine evermore!”
 
His oath we swear,
  His blessing take;
Thy yoke we bear
  For Thy name’s sake!        40
 
 
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