At Morning
O Lord, my life was known to Thee
Ere Thou had-st caused me yet to be,
Thy spirit ever dwells in me.
Could I, cast down by Thee, have gained
A standing place, or, if restrained
By Thee, go forth with feet unchained?
Hear me, Almighty, while I pray;
My thoughts are in Thy hand alway.
Be to my helplessness a stay!
O may this hour Thy favour yield,
And may I tread life-s battle-field
Encompassed by Thy mercy-s shield.
Wake me at dawn Thy name to bless,
And in Thy sanctuary-s recess
To praise and laud Thy holiness.
Translated by Alice Lucas
Yehudah Halevi
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