Oh! Weep for Those |
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Oh! Weep for Those
Oh! Weep for those that wept by Babel`s stream,
Whose shrines are desolate, whose land a dream,
Weep for the harp of Judah`s broken shell--
Mourn -- where their God that dwelt--the Godless dwell!
And where shall Israel lave her bleeding feet?
And when shall Zion`s songs agains seem sweet?
And Judah`s melody once more rejoice
The hearts that leap`d before its heavenly voice?
Tribes of the wandering foot and weary breast!
How shall ye flee away and be at rest!
The wild-dove hath her nest-- the fox his cave--
Mankind their Country -- Israel but the grave.
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