A Song To His Lord : the Wisest Words Ever Spoken
Sustain me with faith to increase the sweetness of inner joy,
let my eager palate taste the freshness of these citrons...
as love overflows the walls of the humblest and sincerest heart:
o beautiful maidens...like the swift gazelles and hinds,
don't awaken any amorous desire in me before its time!
On His left arm I find rest, as His right arm embraces me;
my Lord is the eternal keeper, His voice vibrates over mountains and hills
and keeps me safe from the dangers and impurities of the world...
shielding me from the tears, sorrows and pains given to the sinners.
The fig trees have been fruitful and give off their fragrance,
every vine is blossoming..." Get up, my chosen one, my just one and come away!"
He speaks to me saying, " Come away, faithful one...all suffering is done,
my grace is upon you: the flowers have bloomed in the fields;
rejoice and sing your praises to me! Hear my voice roaring through the Holy Land!"
O my Holy one, I long to see your shining and glorious face
in the Mount Sinai and hear Your loud voice speak with a tone of kindness.
Cast away the thieves and envious ones who spoil the vineyards...
will they bring forth good wine that I will serve at banquets?
My Lord is mine and I am His delight, He guides His flock among innocents
and until the dawn has fully risen and all shadows have vanished:
become my Savior and like the gazelle or tender stag climbing rugged terrain,
a messenger or child will unexpectedly come to accomplish Your work.
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2011
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