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							THE sun, in his purple robe, had set in the endless 
							west,
 And night, clothed in sable garbs, had sent the 
							earth to rest;
 In silence was all nature wrapped, a starry sky 
							above,
 Which filled the heart with holy awe, devotion, 
							faith, and love.
 Even the nightingale was still;
 Holiness did all nature fill.
 
							Wrapped in deep and holy thoughts, I gazed up to the 
							sky, My breast was of emotion full, I sighed and knew not 
							why;
 When suddenly a solemn voice, so plaintive and so 
							sweet,
 Approaching me, I knew not whence, my list’ning ear 
							did greet.
 I looked around in the dark of night,
 And oh, what vision met my sight!
 
							Methought I saw a female form, descending in a 
							cloud, Her dress, her form, the East betrayed—she wore a 
							mourning shroud:
 Her countenance, of beauty rare, and majesty divine,
 Had traces of misfortune’s seal stamped on every 
							line.
 Ah, ne'er shall I that face forget,
 That tearful eye when mine it met.
 
							<<363>>A mournful silence now prevailed, my heart did 
							loudly throb,
 Her lustrous eyes were on me bent, as if my thoughts 
							to probe;
 At last she gently raised her voice, in accents 
							thrilling, soft,
 My son, she spoke, hast thou not heard that solemn 
							voice aloft?
 Behold, I’ve sent thee in my name,
 To Jacob’s seed this to proclaim.
 
							Oh, children, hear your mother's voice, ‘tis Zion's 
							solemn call, United, you will prosper e’er, divided, you must 
							fall;
 You do not live as brethren should, in unison and 
							love,
 You neither love, obey, or fear, that Parent from 
							above,
 Who with a father’s true delight,
 Wished you, his children, to unite.
 
							Too long, alas; you have slumbered, and dreaming 
							lost your time, You have carried God’s chastisement to every land 
							and clime;
 Awake then, now, and hear these words, which Zion 
							does proclaim,
 And write them down upon your hearts, with pens of 
							fire and flame;
 That Israel’s hearts they may combine,
 And Jacob’s seed to God incline.
 
							For lo! when God from Egypt’s land had led you safe 
							and free, And wonderfully you passed o’er the deep and roaring 
							sea;
 When manna He from heaven sent, and water from a 
							rock,
 And when the quails He did command around your camp 
							to flock:
 ‘Twas done only that e’er you might,
 Like one heart in his love unite.
 
							Why did He from the nations all, you as His own 
							select, That you for Him, in faith and love, a temple might 
							erect?
 Why did ‘midst thunder, smoke, and fire, from Sinai 
							He proclaim,
 I am the Lord, thy only God, Unity is 
							my name?
 Was it that you should lead a life
 Of opposition, feud, and strife?
 
							Why did through Jordan’s rushing stream He lead you 
							safe and dry, And break the walls of Jericho at your united cry?
 Why did Canaan’s mighty kings He crush and 
							overthrow,
 And gave to you their land that did of milk and 
							honey flow?
 Was that not done to make you great,
 United in a happy state?
 
							<<364>>Why did He give so small a land to you, of whom He 
							swore,
 That you as heaven’s stars shall be, as sand on the 
							seashore?
 Why did He, in His law command, that three times 
							every year
 Your males shall in His holy place before the Lord 
							appear?
 It was done not to scatter you,
 But e’er to gather you anew.
 
							Did He not make you prosperous, and fill you with 
							renown, When His pious servant David did wear Israel’s 
							crown,
 When Solomon He wisdom gave, a sanctuary to build,
 Where His Shechina e’er might dwell, and be with 
							glory filled?
 Was it not the Lord's great delight,
 That you should prosper and unite?
 
							Alas! had you your Father’s voice obeyed, and not 
							transgressed, Ne’er should I have desolate been, but happy, loved, 
							and blessed;
 And you, my children, would have lived united by 
							God’s hand,
 A priestly nation to your God, and never lost your 
							land.
 Nor ever felt the gentiles’ scorn,
 Nor been dispersed and nigh forlorn.
 
							Yet, though my wounds are painful still, my heart 
							crushed and sore And eighteen centuries have passed since I such 
							misery bore,
 My trust, my hope, my faith in God, is still as firm 
							as e’er,
 He'll surely receive you again, if you His law 
							revere:
 And Him alone seek as your Lord,
 Him worship and obey His word.
 
							But t’accomplish this you must with heart and soul 
							unite, And cast off strife and jealousy, when God’s 
							commands invite;
 Remember, too, that God to you a sacred mission 
							gave,
 To teach the gentiles all that faith in Him alone 
							can save.—
 No mediator they require,
 If they the love of God desire.
 
							And since the Lord revealed to you, by prophets’ 
							mouth and pen. That you shall at a certain time, (although He said 
							not when,)
 From every corner of the globe, be gathered to your 
							land,
 United there, in faith and love, obey the Lord's 
							command;
 And that the gentiles shall agree,
 That you to them a blessing be:
 
							<<365>>Then; oh children, you can contrive by your UNITED 
							will,
 That God, in Mercy, hasten may his promise to 
							fulfill:
 It is a sacred duty which you now to Zion 
							owe,
 For the sufferings which she bore, the mis’ry, and 
							the wo.
 And now, farewell! but know and mind,
 In union you’ll salvation find.
 It 
							ceased, that voice, and I awoke, the vision 
							disappeared; That rev’ry I shall ne’er forget, the voice that I 
							then heard;
 Sadness filled my heart, and wo, when I began to 
							think,
 That Judaism is like a ship that cannot float or 
							sink;
 For ev’ry Jew himself deems wise,
 Therefore, no leader can arise.
 
							Oh! religion of my fathers, thy pristine beauty’s 
							lost, Since Jews begin to vote for laws, which thee 
							so much have cost,—
 For which thy children sacrificed, their wealth, 
							their homes, their all,
 Nay, willingly as martyrs bled, sooner than see thee 
							fall.
 Where are our shepherds! where our guides?
 What is it that our ranks divides?
 
							Our ministers are powerless, are nought but serving 
							men, Our religious schools a mock’ry, synagogues 
							forsaken;
 And all those laws, and wise commands, preserved 
							with so much care
 By our sage and pious fathers, are practised now so 
							rare.
 Why, in this land that free us made,
 Does Israel thus retrograde?
 
							Because Jeshurun has grown fat, therefore we 
							speculate, Freedom has refined our taste, taught us to violate.
 No unison ‘mongst us is found, as in those 
							days of yore,
 When oppression made us pious, united us the more.
 Some are reformed, and wisdom boast,
 Some orthodox, indifferent most.
 Oh 
							Zion! my heart weeps for thee, and grieving do I 
							pause, For I fear thou hopest in vain for union in 
							thy cause;
 So long as religious points decided are by vote,
 And those that our God’s law neglect to leaders we 
							promote,—
 No union will bless Jacob’s seed,
 For all love power, all wish to lead!
 
							<<366>But, oh! Almighty God, I pray, have mercy and 
							forgive
 The trespasses of Thy own flock, teach them in Thee 
							to live,
 Open Thou their eyes and heart, that they see and 
							understand,
 That, if divided, they must fall, united they will 
							stand.
 Make Israel one heart and mind,
 That Zion may soon comfort find!
 
							J. R. |