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Poem by Judah HaleviVictoria said Jul 13, 2006, 12:55 AM: |
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With all my strength and spirit, I adore You, Truth, aloud and in my secret core. I hoard your name. And who can rob this spoil? He is my love. What other could I crave? He is my light. How could my lamp need oil? How can I falter, leaned on such a stave? They mock, and do not know that mockery, Because I praise your name, is praise to me. Source of my life, your praise shall sound as long As I can breathe my fervor into song. Judah Halevi was a Spanish Hebrew poet and philospherwho lived during the 11th and 12th centuries. Translation by Olga Marx. |
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Re: Poem by Judah HaleviMetta said Jul 13, 2006, 8:43 AM: |
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Thank you so much for posting this! I love the line: I hoard your name If we were a group of Sufis sitting around, I would ask you to repeat it over and over… it is wonderful! Metta |
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