Music: TRADITIONAL
Lyrics: Ervin Birnbaum
โThere were the giant cedars kissed the deep blue sky;
There were the Jordan flows gently by;
There were the ashes where my Fathers rest;
There were the Maccabees withstood every test;
In that lovely land green hills and desert sand;
There is my ancient Fatherland;
In that lovely land green hills and desert sand
There is my ancient Motherland.โ