Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917.
By V. H. FriedlanderA Prayer
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Tear from my mind the shield of lies,
And from my soul the web of sophistries;
Yea, though I stricken, shirk and flee,
God, give me eyes to see.
That I forget the harsher beat
Of life, the pulsing discords of the street,
Smite me with sorrow as a spear—
But give me ears to hear.
For vision overtopping sight,
And dreams that are not of the passing night;
Yield, at what price Thou shalt demand,
A heart to understand.