THE JEW, a poem

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I found this in a book I am preparing for my site, called "The Prophecies of Daniel by Louis T. Talbot. I do not know who the "author" of this poem is - but the book it comes from is in the public domain.

So, enjoy!

THE JEW

Scattered by God's avenging hand,
Afflicted and forlorn,
Sad wanderers from their pleasant land,
Do Judah's children mourn;
And e'en in Christian countries few
Breathe thoughts of pity for the Jew.

Yet listen, Gentile, do you love
The Bible's precious page?
Then let your hearts with kindness move
To Israel's heritage.
Who traced those lines of love for you?
Each sacred writer was a Jew.

And then as years and ages passed,
And nations rose and fell,
Though clouds and darkness oft were cast
O'er captive Israel,
The oracles of God for you
Were kept in safety by the Jew.

And when the great Redeemer came
For guilty man to bleed,
He did not take an angel's name;
No—born of Abram's seed—
Jesus, who gave His life for you,
The gentle Saviour was a Jew.

And though His own received Him not,
And turned in pride away,
Whence is the Gentile's happier lot?
Are you more just than they?
No; God in pity turned to you.
Have you not pity for the Jew?

Go, then, and bend your knee to pray
For Israel's ancient race;
Ask the dear Saviour ev'ry day
To call them by His grace;
Go, for a debt of love is due
From Christian Gentiles to the Jew.

[veterinarian]

That's right, Christians owe Jews everything!

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Here is another, same author, same book.

“Thus saith the LORD, In an acceptable time have I heard thee, and in a day of salvation have I helped thee: and I will preserve thee, and give thee for a covenant of the people, to establish the earth, to cause to inherit the desolate heritages” (Isaiah 49:8).

WE LOVE YOU, SUFFERING ISRAEL

How God has loved you, Israel!
You are the apple of His eye.
Though shadows deepen round you, still
He sees your tears and heeds your cry.

He keeps His chosen race intact;
He holds the deed to Palestine.
All your oppressors He has warned,
“I will repay, vengeance is Mine!”

How long your weary journey since
Your ancient penance was begun!
How desperate your need of Him
Whom you rejected, God's dear Son!

When you chose law instead of grace,
And when you blindly crucified Your own
Messiah on the cross,
He loved you even as He died.

He bore with you in ages past,
He sees your sorrows yet to come,
His hands have carved in Petra's rocks
A refuge for you, and a home.

O Israel, before His cross,
would that we might bow with you,
Where there is neither bond nor free,
Nor black nor white, nor Greek nor Jew.

We love you, suffering Israel!
Belov'd of God, will you not say,
“O bleeding One, whom we have pierced,
We come, a nation in a day!”

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found yet another by Martha

“But because the LORD loved you, and because he would keep the oath which he had sworn unto your fathers, hath the LORD brought you out with a mighty hand, and redeemed you out of the house of bondmen, from the hand of Pharaoh king of Egypt” (Deuteronomy 7: 8).

TO BLEEDING ISRAEL

Before a modern Pharaoh's goad
You stumble on, beneath a load
Too great for human strength to bear.
You cry, “O God, dost Thou not care?
When wolves oppress Thy chosen race
Why dost Thou turn away Thy face?”

O Israel, sad Israel,
Your fathers' God still loves you well,
And still He offers to your race—
O matchless wonder of His grace—
His paschal Lamb, for sinners slain,
His Son, so soon to come again,
That One who, dying, prayed for you,
“Forgive, they know not what they do!”

He loves you yet, that Blessed One,
Your own Messiah, God's dear Son.
In this your desperate need, there is
No other help for you save His,
No other refuge from the storm
About to break. His mighty arm
Is strong to save you, and His power
Will keep you in your darkest hour.

He can supply your every need.
With outstretched hands behold Him plead,
“Come unto Me, My people, come,
And I will take you safely home!”

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