To Israel, In Exile
O Sleeper whose heart is awake, burning and raging, now wake and go
forth, and walk in the light of My presence. Rise, and ride on! A star has
come forth for you, and he who has lain in the pit will go up to the top of
Sinai. Let them not exult, those who say, 'Zion is desolate!'—for My heart
is in Zion and My eyes are there. I reveal Myself and I conceal Myself,
now I rage, now I consent—but who has more compassion than I have for
My children?
Translated by T. Carmi
poem by Yehudah HaLevi
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