The Songs of the Land

Give praise to God!
Grey Lebanon, with all thy snows and streains,
Cedars and pines, and everlasting clouds;
Bright Hermon, with the dayspring on thy brow,
And silver streamlets leaping round thy feet,—
Shout forth thy ceaseless praise!

Give praise to God!
Bright Galilee, with ever-smiling lake,
And villages amid your silent hills,
Nestling in quiet loveliness, girt round
With spiky cactus or green-spreading olive,
Send up your song of praise!

Give praise to God!
Rich Carmel, with your wooded slopes and vales,
Looking afar upon the western main,
The place of incense and of sacrifice,
The haunt of prophets, and the mount of prayer,
Lift up your voice in song!

Give praise to God!
Calm Olivet, with Salem at thy feet,
And Bethany upon thy sunny slope,
And the old echoes of a thousand psalms
Floating around thee in the mellow sunset,
Wake up your voice and sing!

Give praise to God!
Valleys and hills of sacred Palestine,
Dear land of heavenly thought and glorious deed,
The centre and the glory of all realms;
The earthly home of God's Incarnate Son,—
Praise ye the Lord our God!
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