| Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | | | Zion’s Universal Temple | | By Harry Weiss |
| | | UNDER the Orient skies of sapphire where the sun is all aglow, | |
| With a radiance far surpassing all the western climes can know, | |
| There’s a pathos haunting ever in the sunlight’s splendor there— | |
| For old Zion’s temple mould’ring, for old Zion once so fair. | |
| For old Zion once so fair, | 5 |
| But now wrapt in deep despair; | |
| Fled the glory | |
| Of its story, | |
| Once of majesty so rare. | |
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| But away with all this moaning that is playing fast and loose | 10 |
| With the sentiments sure tending now to break a people’s truce; | |
| For affection once divided, try it may, can never stand | |
| As the symbol of the union that shall mark Messiah’s land— | |
| Vision-traced Messiah’s land, | |
| Where true love shall sway its wand. | 15 |
| Love the token | |
| Of unbroken | |
| Peace, that lords at God’s command. | |
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| Liquid gold of sun’s own moulding bent to make a world-wide dome, | |
| Shall in future roof the temple marking every nation’s home: | 20 |
| Paved by earth and sea together, shall its tesselated floor | |
| On its huge mosaic gather all the nations that adore— | |
| Nations that shall soon adore | |
| Zion’s God of cherished yore, | |
| With the pæans | 25 |
| That the æons | |
| Echo shall forevermore. | | | | |
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