Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917.
By Rufus LearsiOn to the Promised Land
Oh, see the East ablaze in crimson hue!
There peals a mighty blast triumphant, loud,
A call to rouse the ever-striving Jew!
Thy little ones and patriarchs hoary,
Illumined by thy pristine glory,
And form one mighty band!
And let thy shout ascend to heaven,
For lo! the clouds thy dawn hast riven,
Behold fulfilled the promise given,
On to the promised land!
And eyes with sorrow dim light up anew!
In every clime the call is joining bands
Who swing aloft the standard of the Jew!
Where heroes bled and prophets falsehood slew!
No longer mourning-wrapt, the sacred sod
Blooms forth to greet the home-returning Jew!
A nation’s cherished dream at last comes true!
For now indeed has come the promised day
Of freedom for the never-conquered Jew!