The Banner of the Jew
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- Wake, Israel, wake! Recall to-day
- The glorious Maccabean rage,
- The sire heroic, hoary-gray,
- His five-fold lion-lineage;
- The Wise, the Elect, the Help-of-God,
- The Burst-of-Spring, the Avenging Rod.
- From Mizpeh's mountain ridge they saw
- Jerusalem's empty streets; her shrine
- Laid waste where Greeks profaned the Law
- With idol and with pagan sign.
- Mourners in tattered black were there
- With ashes sprinkled on their hair.
- Then from the stony peak there rang
- A blast to ope the graves; down poured
- The Maccabean clan, who sang
- Their battle anthem to the Lord.
- Five heroes lead, and following, see
- Ten thousand rush to victory!
- Oh for Jerusalem's trumpet now,
- To blow a blast of shattering power,
- To wake the sleeper high and low,
- And rouse them to the urgent hour!
- No hand for vengeance, but to save,
- A million naked swords should wave.
- Oh, deem not dead that martial fire,
- Say not the mystic flame is spent!
- With Moses' law and David's lyre,
- Your ancient strength remains unbent.
- Let but an Ezra rise anew,
- To lift the BANNER OF THE JEW!
- A rag, a mock at first,--erelong
- When men have bled and women wept,
- To guard its precious folds from wrong,
- Even they who shrunk, even they who slept,
- Shall leap to bless it and to save.
- Strike! for the brave revere the brave!
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