Il testo della Land of israel

Land of israel
From the top of sinai
To the sea of galilee,
Ev'ry hill and plain is home,
Ev'ry place is dear to me.
There the breezes tell the stories,
Oh, what stories they do tell,
Of the mighty things that happened
In the land of israel.

Here, when moses and the prophets
Spoke of one who would be king;
Of a heavenly messiah,
And the blessings he will bring.
Oh, to hear again the call,
All is peaceful, all is well,
Upon ev'ry rock and mountain
In the land of israel.

From the rolling plain of sharon,
To mount tabor's loftly heights;
To the desert of beersheba,
All is calm, all is right.
Green the mountain, sweet the mountain,
Sweet the water in the well,
May there never more be sorrow
In the land of israel.

Here, when moses and the prophets
Spoke of one who would be king;
Of a heavenly messiah,
And the blessings he will bring.
Oh, to hear again the call,
All is peaceful, all is well,
Upon ev'ry rock and mountain
In the land of israel.