The tribes upon the earth,

they were quickly gathered.

Brother greeted brother -

from their eyes, the tears they flowed,

tears of joy, a long time stowed.

Israel gave a victory shout.

By a miracle, this was brought about.

In a land that flowed with milk and honey,

the tribes settled under skies so sunny.

No disease or sorrow there was found;

contentment supreme did there abound.

Healthy men and woman, with

a twinkle in their eyes,

played with their children,

in a place where no one dies.

Fear not death,

but with nearly every breath,

praise him who created thee,

and just remember this:

The truth will set you free.