Menken, Adah Isaacs
|HEAR, O ISRAEL!|
Hear, O Israel! My people--to thy goodly tents do I
return with unstained hands.83Like as the harts for the water-brooks, in thirst, do pant
and bray, so pants and cries my longing soul for the house
My tears have unto me been meat, both in night and
And the crimson and fine linen moulders in the dark
tents of the enemy.
With bare feet and covered head do I return to thee, O
With sackcloth have I bound the hem of my garments.
With olive leaves have I trimmed the border of my
The breaking waves did pass o'er me; yea, were mighty
in their strength--
Strength of the foe's oppression.
My soul was cast out upon the waters of Sin: but it has
come back to me.
My transgressions have vanished like a cloud.
The curse of Balaam hath turned to a blessing;
And the doors of Jacob turn not on their hinges against
Rise up, O Israel! For it is I who passed through the
Fiery furnace seven times, and come forth unscathed, to
redeem thee from slavery, O my nation I and lead thee back