151st Psalm

ISIST PSALM

Are You looking for us? We are here.

Have You been gathering flowers, Elohim?

We are Your flowers, we have always been.

When will You leave us alone?

We are in America.

We have been here three hundred years.

And what new altar will You deck us with?

Whom are You following, Pillar of Fire?

What barn do You seek shelter in?

At whose gate do You whimper

In this great Palestine?

Whose wages do You take in this New World?

But Israel shall take what it shall take,

Making us ready for your hungry Hand!

Immigrant God, You follow me;

You go with me, You are a distant tree;

You are the beast that lows in my heart's gates;

You are the dog that follows at my heel;

You are the table on which I lean;

You are the plate from which I eat.

Shepherd of the flocks of praise,

Youth of all youth, ancient of days,

Follow us.