Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917.
By John KebleThe Ruler of the Nations
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To fasten and uproot, to build and mar;
Not by mine own fond will: else never war
Had still’d in Anathoth the voice of mirth,
Nor from my native tribe swept bower and hearth;
Ne’er had the light of Judah’s royal star
Fail’d in mid heaven, nor trampling steed and car
Ceas’d from the courts that saw Josiah’s birth.
“’Tis not in me to give or take away,
But He who guides the thunder-peals on high,
He tunes my voice, the tones of His deep sway
Faintly to echo in the nether sky.
Therefore I bid earth’s glories set or shine,