The Supreme Sacrifice – Emma Lazarus
Well-nigh two thousand years hath Israel
Suffered the scorn of man for the love of God;
Endured the outlaw’s ban, the yoke, the rod,
With perfect patience.
Empires rose, and around him,
Nebo was adored, and Bel;
Edom was drunk with victory and trod
On his high places while the infidel desecrated the sacred sod.
His faith proved steadfast, without breach or flaw,
But now the last renouncement is required.
His truth prevails, his God is God, and his Law
Is found the wisdom most to be desired.
Not his wife’s glory!
He, maligned, misknown,
Bows his meek head and says,
“Thy will be done!”
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