Friday, September 7, 2018

The Last Cry

Jerusalem, thy chains are broken!
Israel hath served her term.
From the smoky waste is spoken:
“Rise thee up, oh Jacob’s worm!”

Ev’ry trench shall be exalted,
Ev’ry roof shall meet the floor.
O ye lost whose path hath halted—
Step ye through the prison door!

Who hath measured out the waters
In the hollow of His hand?
With the hearts turned to the fathers
Who hath heard the Lord’s command?

Patiently, through condemnation
They hath thirsted by the fire.
Turn about their resignation,
Give, o Lord, their heart’s desire!

Israel’s hopes will then be lengthened
As they mount with eagle’s wings.
Come, ye weak, with me be strengthened!
Redemption’s hymn forever sing!

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