Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917.
By David Banks SicklesOnly a Jew
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Crush him with vengeance in sight of the cross!
All of his allies are feeble and few,
Vice is his jewel and virtue his dross.
Bearing with patience his burdens and wrongs;
Leader of liberty, maker of law,
Singing with David the sweetest of songs.
Charming the ages with music divine;
Ravage his fireside and shiver his heart,
’Till he partakes of the bread and the wine.
Full of forgiveness and pity for all;
Giving them alms with a hand that’s unseen,
Lifting the weak when they totter and fall.
Winning his way in the ranks of the great;
Marvels of beauty his genius has wrought,
Cannot be blighted by passion or hate.