| Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | | | To Zion | | By M. B. S. |
| | | O PEOPLE long oppressed and stricken sore, | |
| Condemned as wanderers on the earth to mourn | |
| Across the age-long darkness of thy fate, | |
| There breaks at length the radiance of the dawn. | |
| Behold a land, thy birthright and thy home, | 5 |
| On thee by Heaven bestowed, by Heaven withdrawn, | |
| Yet promised to thy seed forevermore; | |
| Yea, He, the Mighty One, Himself hath sworn. | |
| Behold its plains unsown, its rock-strewn slopes, | |
| Whereon no more the vine and almond grows. | 10 |
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| Those barren hills again shall cedars crown, | |
| The land for thee shall blossom as the rose. | |
| Return to thy rest, at last return; | |
| Cry to the South “Give back! Give back O North!” | |
| Those mountains summon and those valleys cry, | 15 |
| By twos and threes, by tens, in troops go forth | |
| Though yet afar the Peace of Zion waits, | |
| Perchance through flames and blood thy pathway lies, | |
| Fear not—Be strong—Thy heritage regain | |
| O Judah, tarry not! Israel arise. | 20 | | | |
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