Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917.
By James Wallis EastburnThe Jews Weeping in Jerusalem
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Son of Israel, the days that can never return?
And why do those tear-drops of misery fall
On the mouldering ruin, the perishing wall?
Once the flourishing Zion, where Judah was glad?
And those walls, that disjointed and scattered now lie,
Were they once vowed to Heaven and hallowed on high?
Though Jehovah this city of God has forsaken,
He preserves for His people a city more fair,
Which a ruthless invader no longer shall share.
No longer thy bosom the sad sigh bestow;
But night shall be followed by glorious day,
And sorrow and sighing shall vanish away.