Israel

Historically, a land so free,
Of peaceful intentions Holy,
Where all the world could bask
In the events so pure, in glory.

But what is now occurring
Leaves little hope renewed,
Where are the promised rewards
For all who echoed, wooed,

The Saviour of the world,
A time when all could dance and sing,
The land of peace is far removed
From that you nightly bring.

Be upstanding, count the cost,
And know that you are loved,
Take the action thus required,
Or leave it to another, Doved.