| Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | | | The Everlasting Jew | | By Henry B. Sommer |
| | | LIFT up thy head, O Israel, gird thine armor on anew, | |
| There’s a rainbow in the heavens, there is work for thee to do. | |
| Hear not the jibing stranger, heed not the envious crew, | |
| The only real aristocrat is the everlasting Jew! | |
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| Thou hast pride of ancient lineage, canst boast of blood that’s blue, | 5 |
| Thine ancestors were princes, e’en when this old world was new— | |
| Ere Greece and Tyre and Babylon had disappeared from view— | |
| Thou wast still the sole aristocrat, the everlasting Jew! | |
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| Although a scattered people, e’en though thy numbers few, | |
| Thy star is still ascending to rejuvenate anew | 10 |
| Thy ancient place and heritage to prove the mission true | |
| That the only real aristocrat is the everlasting Jew! | | | | |
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