[THE VOICE OF THE MESSIAH]
Ye mourners! No judgment which mortals have wrought
Can blot out Israel or bring him to naught
The promise and covenant given thee are
More lasting than ocean and mountain and star
Accept even pain, for the things that are ill
Are sent by the Lord to strengthen your will
Be grateful to live and learn in the flame
To be pure disciples of God's love and name
My people, in dreams hear the sounds that abide
The voice of the bridegroom, the joy of the bride
I meet you, wander, set free from all harm
Into the kingdom of my strong arm

[Scene change: A trumpet sounds. The soldiers of the pogrom encircle the Jews. The congregation leaves the synagogue.]

[SYNAGOGUE CONGREGATION]
When the Lord will deliver us to Zion again
Then shall we be like unto dreamers
A laughing upon our lips shall arise
And praise stream forth with our singing
For the Lord has performed great wonders for us
Who soweth in fears shall reap in gladness
In sorrow we strewed the seed in earth
We gather the sheaves in rejoicing