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I	A
My God break not the breakers of the sea	B
Nor command to the deep 'Become dry'	C
Until I thank Your mercies and I thank	D
The waves of the sea and the wind of the west	E
Let them propel me to the place of the yoke of Your love	F
And bear far from me the Arab yoke	G
And how shall my desires not find fulfillment	H
Seeing as I trust in You and You are pledged to me	B
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II	A
Has the flood come again and made the world a waste	I
So that one cannot see the face of the dry land	J
And no man is there and no beast and no bird	K
Have they all come to an end and lain down in sorrow	C
To see even a mountain or a marsh would be a rest for me	B
And the desert itself would be sweet	L
But I look on every side and there is nothing	M
But water and sky and ark	N
And Leviathan causing the abyss to boil	O
So that one considers the deep to be hoary	B
And the heart of the sea conceals the ship	P
As though she were a stolen thing in the sea's hand	J
As the sea rages my soul is jubilant	H
For my ship draws near to the sanctuary of her God	Q
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III	A
To You my soul turns in trust or fear	C
It is to you that she always gives thanks and worship	R
In You I rejoice on the day I wander forth and flee	B
And You I thank in every flight and wandering	M
Indeed when the ship to bear me over spreads out wings like the wings of a stork	S
And when the deep groans and roars beneath me	B
As though it had learned from my own entrails	T
And makes the abyss to boil like a pot	U
Indeed turns the sea into a pot of burning ointment	H
And when the ship from Kittim comes to the sea of the Philistines	V
And the Hittites come down to the stronghold	W
And when creatures press upon the ship	P
And sea monsters watch for food	X
And there is a time of trouble as of one that brings forth her first child	Y
W hen children have approached their birth	Z
But there is no strength to bring them forth	A2
And though I should lack for food and drink	B2
I take the sweetness of Your name into my mouth for sustenance	C2
And I have no care for worldly goods	D2
Nor for treasures nor for any perishables	T
Even so far that I can leave behind in Spain her that went forth of my loins	T
Sister of my soul and she my only daughter	C
And I can forget her son though it pierces my heart	E2
And I have nothing left but his memory for a symbol	F2
Fruit of my loins child of my delight	G2
Ah How should Yehudah forget my grandson Yehudah	G2
But this is a light thing compared to Your love	F
Since I may enter Your gates with thanksgiving	M
And sojourn there and count my heart	G2
A burnt offering bound upon Your altar	C
And may make my grave in Your land	G2
So that it be there a witness for me	B
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IV	F
This is your wind O perfumed west	G2
With spikenard and apple in his wings	T
You come forth of the treasures of the spice traders	T
You are not of the treasures of the wind	G2
You propel me on swallow's wings and proclaim liberty for me	B
Like pure myrrh from the bundle of spices you have selected	G2
How men must long for you which for your sake	H2
Ride over the crest of the sea on the back of a plank	D
Stay not your hand from the ship	P
Either when day abides or in the cool breath of the night	G2
But beat out the deep and tear the heart of the seas	T
And touch the holy mountains and there will you rest	G2
Reprimand the east wind which tosses the sea into tempest	G2
Until he makes its heart like a seething pot	G2
What shall the captive do in the hand of God	G2
One moment held back and one moment sent forth free	B
Truly the secret of my quest is in the hand of the Highest	G2
Who formed the mountain heights and created the wind	G2
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V	B
My desire for the living God has constrained me	B
To seek the place of the throne of my annointed	G2
Even so that it has not suffered me to kiss	T
The children of my house my friends and my brethren	I2
And that I do not weep for the orchard which I planted and watered	G2
Nor for my green shoots that prospered	G2
And that I abandoned Yehudah and Azariel	F2
My two beautiful choice flowers	T
And Yitzhak whom I counted as my child	G2
Fruit of the sun best of the growth of my moons	T
And that I have all but forgotten the house of prayer	C
In whose place of learning was my rest	G2
And that I forget the delights of my Sabbaths	T
The beauty of my festivals the glory of my Passovers	T
And have given my glory unto others	T
And renounced my praise unto graven images	T
I have exchanged my abode for a shadow of shrubs	T
And for a hedge in the thicket my strong bars	T
My soul is satisfied with the chief spices	T
And the scent of the thornbush I use now for perfume	J2
And I have ceased to walk with my face bending to the ground in forced servility to other men	K2
But have set my paths in the heart of the seas	T
With the ultimate goal that I may find the footstool of my God	G2
And be able to pour out my soul with my thoughts	T
And stand at the threshold of His holy mount and set open	I2
Towards the doors of Heaven's gates my doors	T
And suffer my spikenard to flower by the waters of the Jordan	I2
And put forth my shoots by Siloah	F2
The Lord is with me how shall I fear or dread	G2
Since the angel of His mercy bears my weapons	T
I shall praise His name while I still am alive	F
And thank Him for eternity	G2
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VI	F
I say in the heart of the seas to the quaking heart	G2
Fearing greatly because they lift up their waves	T
If you believe in God who made the sea	G2
And whose Name stands for eternity	G2
The sea shall not frighten you when its waves rise up	R
For with you is One who has set a bound to the sea	G2
VII	F
I cry out to God with a melting heart and knees that strike against each other	C
While anguish is in all loins	G2
On a day when the oarsmen are astounded at the deep	L2
When even the pilots find not their hands	G2
How shall I be otherwise since I on a ship's deck	M2
Suspended between the waters and the heavens	G2
Am dancing and tossed about	G2
But this is merely a light thing	M
If I may eventually hold a joyous dance in the midst of you O Jerusalem	N2
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VIII	F
Call greeting unto daughters and relatives	G2
Peace to brothers and to sisters	G2
From the captive of hope who is possessed by the sea	G2
And has placed his spirit in the hand of the winds	G2
Thrust by the hand of the west into the hand of the east	G2
This one passes to lead on and that one to thrust back	O2
Between him and death is but a step	P2
Yes between them is merely the thickness of a plank	D
Buried alive in a coffin of wood	G2
Upon no floor with no four cubits of earth	Z
Nor even with less	G2
He sits he cannot stand upon his feet	G2
He lies down he cannot stretch them forth	A2
Sick and afraid because of the heathen	I2
And because of the marauders and the winds	G2
The pilot and the mariner and all their rabble	F2
They are the rulers and captains there	C
Fame is not to the wise nor yet favor to skilled men	K2
Save only to those that have skill to swim	Q2
My face is troubled at this for a moment	G2
How should the innermost heart rejoice	G2
Until I pour out my soul into the bosom of God	G2
Before the place of the Ark and the altars	G2
And bestow upon God who bestows good things upon the unworthy	G2
The goodness of songs and praise	G2
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translated by Nina Salaman	K2

Yehudah Halevi

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