Thy sin is forgot, thou hast naught to fear.[7]
More impressively still Judah Löb Gordon (1831-1892) called:
Arise, my people, 'tis time for waking!
Lo, the night is o'er, the day is breaking!
Arise and see where'er thou turn'st thy face,
How changed are both our time and place.[8]
And in Yiddish, too, an anonymous poet echoed the strain:
Arise, my people, awake from thy dreaming,
In foolishness be not immersed!