Solomon Ibn Gabirol
I look for you early,
my rock and my refuge,
offering you worship
morning and night;
before your vastness
I become confused
and afraid for you to see
The thoughts of my heart.
What could the heart
and tongue compose,
or spirit's strength
within me to suit you?
But song soothes you
and so I'll give praise
to you being as long
as your breath-in-me moves.
[Hebrew/Spanish, translated by Peter Cole. For an alternate translation with more structure and rhyme (Israel Zangwill, 1923), see http://www.sacred-texts.com/jud/sig/sig04.htm]
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