| Rudyard Kipling (1865–1936). Verse: 1885–1918. 1922. | | | | Zion |
| | 1914–18
THE DOORKEEPERS of Zion, | |
| They do not always stand | |
| In helmet and whole armour, | |
| With halberds in their hand; | |
| But, being sure of Zion, | 5 |
| And all her mysteries, | |
| They rest awhile in Zion, | |
| Sit down and smile in Zion; | |
| Ay, even jest in Zion; | |
| In Zion, at their ease. | 10 |
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| The Gatekeepers of Baal, | |
| They dare not sit or lean, | |
| But fume and fret and posture | |
| And foam and curse between; | |
| For being bound to Baal, | 15 |
| Whose sacrifice is vain, | |
| Their rest is scant with Baal, | |
| They glare and pant for Baal, | |
| They mouth and rant for Baal, | |
| For Baal in their pain! | 20 |
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| But we will go to Zion, | |
| By choice and not through dread, | |
| With these our present comrades | |
| And those our present dead; | |
| And, being free of Zion | 25 |
| In both her fellowships, | |
| Sit down and sup in Zion— | |
| Stand up and drink in Zion | |
| Whatever cup in Zion | |
| Is offered to our lips! | 30 | | | |
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