Am Yisrail Chai

“To you and your descendants I will give all these lands and will confirm the oath which I swore to your father Abraham.” – Genesis 26:3

Driven out for centuries
from Mount Zion’s slope. 
Gathered from all nations now,
gracing us with hope.

Her desert has turned fertile,
as the prophets told.
We watch her garden blossom,
beauty to behold.

The Lord has made a promise,
His alone to give.
Witness truth, God’s oath to all,
Jacob’s people live.

In spite of evil forces,
Israel survives.
Adonai, forevermore,
proving grace revives.

Poetry type: 7/5 Trochee