On Jordan’s banks the Arab’s camels stray,

在约旦河岸，阿拉伯骆驼队踯躅，

On Sion’s hill the False One’s votaries pray,

在锡安山上， 邪教徒向邪神祷祝，

The Baal-adorer bows on Sinai’s steep—

在西奈悬崖，太阳神信徒顶礼——

Yet there—even there—Oh God! thy thunders sleep:

连那儿，上帝 呵，你的雷霆也沉寂!

There—where thy finger scorch’d the tablet stone!

在那儿，你的手指灼焦过石版!

There—where thy shadow to thy people shone!

在那儿，你的形影向子民显现!

Thy glory shrouded in its garb of fire:

你的光辉 ，披裹着火焰的袍子，

Thyself—none living see and not expire!

你的真身，谁见了也难逃一死!

Oh! in the lightning let thy glance appear;

哦，愿你的目光在雷电中闪耀!

Sweep from his shiver’d hand the oppressor’s spear:

斩断压迫者血手，扫落他枪矛!

How long by tyrants shall thy land be trod!

你的土地——让暴君蹂躏多久?

How long thy temple worshipless, Oh God!

你的殿宇——荒废到什么时候?