The first stanza repeated by the Chorus.

ISRAELITISH WOMAN.

Recitative.

That strain once more! it bids remembrance rise,

And brings my long-lost country to mine eyes.

Ye fields of Sharon, dress'd in flowery pride;

Ye plains, where Kedron rolls its glassy tide;

Ye hills of Lebanon, with cedars crown'd;

Ye Gilead groves, that fling perfumes around:

How sweet those groves! those plains how wondrous fair!