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Judah restored

a poem. In six books. By Dr. Roberts ... In two volumes

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TO THE JEWS.


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TO THE JEWS.

Ye sons of Abraham, who, from shore to shore,
Examples of predicted vengeance, roam;
And still, as erst your sires in days of yore,
Sigh for Jerusalem, your ancient home;
Behold them weeping in the willowy vale,
Where smooth Euphrates leads his silver train;
And while their Sion forms each plaintive tale,
Mute is the lyre, and dumb the vocal strain.
Their lot is yours. Insulted, scorn'd, ye rove,
Far from Judæa's fields, a vagrant crew:
Your sires from Salem foul rebellion drove;
Tis foul rebellions points God's wrath at you.

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They fell by false idolatries enticed;
For you stiff pride, and hatred spread the snare;
They chain'd the prophets, but ye slew the Christ ;
They ston'd the servants, but ye kill'd the heir.
Yet ah! repent; Jehovah still is good;
With pitying eye he sees you from above.
O come, and drink your dear redeemer's blood;
O kneel with reverence at the feast of love!
So to your heritage, the promis'd land,
Your God once more his scatter'd tribes shall bring;
Again on Moriah's mount his shrine shall stand,
And Christ shall reign, an universal King.
 

On rim e a les oreilles, et non pas a les yeux.