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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GOD'S CHOSEN PEOPLE, by JOEL BLAU First Line: In the sadness of your eyes Last Line: Teach me to humbly bow to god's great will. Subject(s): Faith; God; Jews; Religious Education; Belief; Creed; Judaism; Sunday Schools; Yeshivas; Parochial Schools | |||
IN the sadness of your eyes I see the grief of ages; Your voices throb With the sob Of hearts forever still. Yet yours the soul of sages You are alive, Tho' nations strive Your cup of pain to fill: Yet you call yourselves God's Chosen People, Yet you humbly bow to God's Great Will. In your tills you hoard your gold, In dread of gloomy morrow; In fear of fire, Tyrant's ire, And sword of those who spill Your blood, and bring you sorrow! A hunted race, Fell fate you face, When foes are out to kill: Yet you call yourselves God's Chosen People, Yet you humbly bow to God's Great Will. On this soil of Man's free rights, I would not have your riches! Your pomp and pride, None can bide. Your wives in flounce and frill, Their Eastern charm bewitches ... And yet my breast, Remains at rest, Nor does with envy thrill: But oh! teach me your faith, you strange people, Teach me to humbly bow to God's Great Will. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BROTHERS: 8. '............IS GOD.' by LUCILLE CLIFTON SUNDAY SCHOOL by REETIKA VAZIRANI SUNDAY SCHOOL, CIRCA 1950 (8) by ALICE WALKER OUR PASSWORD by ISIDORE G. ASCHER THE LOAN by SABINE BARING-GOULD HYMN, COMPOSED FOR THE CHILDREN OF A SUNDAY SCHOOL by BERNARD BARTON AN INVITATION by MRS. RALPH BLACK A DIALOGUE ON NATUREM POWER AND USE OF HUMAN LEARNING, IN RELIGION by JOHN BYROM A PLAIN ACCOUNT OF THE NATURE AND DESIGN OF TRUE RELIGION by JOHN BYROM |
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