Oh Israel,
how I love you.
When others try,
to push and shove you,
you are guided and protected,
by the God above you.
Oh Israel,
how I miss you:
your beautiful skies and mountains,
and your glistening rivers,
that flow like fountains.
From the Jordan River,
to the sea of Galilee,
to Jerusalem,
where my Savior,
died for me;
I love every inch,
of the Holy Land.
America is my home.
Still, with Israel I stand.
A Christian who has seen,
Christ\'s birthplace,
Oh Israel,
I long to see your face.