| Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | | | The Jewish Soldier | | By Alice Lucas |
| | | MOTHER England, Mother England, ’mid the thousands | |
| Far beyond the sea to-day, | |
| Doing battle for thy honour, for thy glory, | |
| Is there place for us, a little band of brothers, | |
| England say? | 5 |
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| Dost thou ask our name and nation, Mother England? | |
| We have come from many lands, | |
| Where the rod of the oppressor bowed and bent us, | |
| Bade us stand with bated breath and humble gesture, | |
| Suppliant hands. | 10 |
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| Long ago and far away, O Mother England, | |
| We were warriors brave and bold, | |
| But a hundred nations rose in arms against us, | |
| And the shadow of exile closed o’er those heroes | |
| Days of old. | 15 |
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| Thou hast given us home and freedom, Mother England, | |
| Thou hast let us live again | |
| Free and fearless midst thy free and fearless children, | |
| Sharing with them, as one people, grief and gladness, | |
| Joy and pain. | 20 |
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| Now we Jews, we English Jews, O Mother England, | |
| Ask another boon of thee! | |
| Let us share with them the danger and the glory, | |
| Where thy best and bravest lead, there let us follow | |
| O’er the sea! | 25 |
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| For the Jew has heart and hand, Mother England, | |
| And they both are thine to-day— | |
| Thine for life and thine for death, yea, thine forever! | |
| Wilt thou take them as we give them, freely, gladly, | |
| England say! | 30 | | | |
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