| Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | | | The Jews in Russia | | By Edward Doyle |
| | | FROM town and village to a wood, stript bare, | |
| As they of their possessions, see them throng, | |
| Above them grows a cloud; it moves along, | |
| As flee they from the circling wolf pack’s glare. | |
| Is it their Broken-Shadow of despair, | 5 |
| The looming of their life of cruel wrong | |
| For countless ages? No; their faith is strong | |
| In their Jehovah; that huge cloud is prayer. | |
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| A flash of light, and black the despot lies, | |
| What thunder round the world! | 10 |
| ’Tis transport’s strain | |
| Proclaiming loud: “No righteous prayer is vain. | |
| No God-imploring tears are lost; they rise | |
| Into a cloud, and in the sky remain, | |
| Till they draw lightning from Jehovah’s eyes.” | 15 | | | |
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