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I / On Jordan's banks the Arab's camels stray, / On Sion's hill the False One's votaries pray, / The Baal-adorer bows on Sinai's steep- / Yet there-even there-Oh God! thy thunders sleep:
II / There-where thy finger scorched the tablet stone! / There-where thy shadow to thy people shone! / Thy glory shrouded in its garb of fire: / Thyself-none living see and not expire!
III / Oh! in the lightning let thy glance appear; / Sweep from his shivered hand the oppressor's spear! / How long by tyrants shall thy land be trod? / How long thy temple worshipless, Oh God?