Like dreamers we shall be When the true king sets us free; Through Mount Zion we shall walk When the man of sorrows departs Galilee. Forgotten brothers we shall see— Manasseh, Zeb, Gad, Simeon, Naphtali, Reuben, Issachar, Asher, Ephraim, Dan— Sloughing their chains off from captivity. On a mourning day shall his birthday be; If one day of perfect rest we make only Then his footfalls loud and clear Shall lead the world to jubilee. Tractor and harvester from tank and humvee, For no more warfare we shall see, And a little child shall lead them By lions and lambs in harmony. Seen by our own eyes, in our times and swiftly May he ride to our capital astride his donkey For all this and more, long have we waited And so shall we longer, though he may tarry.
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