Israel Poem by Saint Cynosure
Israel
Someone took my home,
claimed it has there own,
thrown at me the stones,
they left for gifts amongst the rubble.
What GOD has give to me,
this gift against the sea,
for ever shall it be,
the place for all of men to rest.
His beauty and his might,
his words which I delight,
his gift of sacrifice,
praise all of Israel.
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