ZION, we love thee well, Fair land of Israel, For thee we long! Thou art our heart's desire, Our altar's holy fire, The breath that stirs our lyre, To Freedom's song! Land which the Jordan laves, Land of the sacred graves, For thee we weep! Land where the Prophets trod, Where Truth erst swayed the rod, Where Psalmists sang of God, Thy faith we keep! Thy dawn now fills our eyes, Thy hope now tints our skies— Our soul's athrill! A shoot from Jesse's stem, Shall rule Jerusalem, Bright be his diadem, O'er Zion's hill! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THREE SILENCES IN THAILAND by KAREN SWENSON GREEN RIVER by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE PHANTOM KISS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE WILLOWS by FRANCIS BRET HARTE HEAVEN-HAVEN; A NUN TAKES THE VEIL by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE NEW EZEKIEL by EMMA LAZARUS AN EGYPTIAN PULLED GLASS BOTTLE IN THE SHAPE OF A FISH by MARIANNE MOORE |