Oh how the Mighty are Fallen Upon the hills of Israel Oh how the Mighty are Fallen Upon the hills of Israel
Tell it not in Gath Publish it not in the streets of Ashkelon Lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice And mock our sons
Weep... you daughters of Israel For Saul your king is fallen He who clothed you in the finest Bejeweled you as your highness
Oh how the Mighty are Fallen Upon the hills of Israel Oh how the Mighty are Fallen Upon the hills of Israel
Tell it not in Gath Publish it not in the streets of Ashkelon Lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice And mock our sons
Sorrow you sons of Israel And mourn you sons of Judah Grieve your heroes fallen King Saul and Prince Jonathan
Oh how the Mighty are Fallen Upon the hills of Israel Oh how the Mighty are Fallen Upon the hills of Israel
May no rain ever upon you fall Or dew gently lie Fields where the anointed ones Were left to lonely die
Valiant in battle So brave against the foe Now Israel's leaders have fallen low
Oh how the Mighty are Fallen Upon the hills of Israel Oh how the Mighty are Fallen Upon the hills of Israel
May no rain ever upon you fall Or dew gently lie Fields where our royal sons Were left to lonely die
O Jonathan my brother Your love to me was greater Than the love of a woman O Jonathan where are you?
Cheshvan 23 11-15-87 For Ilan, based upon the account of the death of Saul, Israel's first king, and his sons, by their Philistine enemies in 2 Samuel 1.
Since writing this years ago, I've been blessed to live next to Mount Gilboa at Kibbutz Reshafim near Bet She'an and Sahne.
"The Mighty Are Fallen"
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