Oh! Weep For Those

Oh! Weep For Those

I.
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 shellMournwhere
their God that dweltthe
Godless dwell!
II.
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?
III.
Tribes of the wandering foot and weary breast!
How shall ye flee away and be at rest!
The wilddove
hath her nestthe
fox his caveMankind
their CountryIsrael
but the grave.