Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917.
By Abraham Ibn EzraO Lord, I Call on Thee
O L
Thou wilt hear my voice and lend me aid,
Nor shall I be of myriads afraid,
For Thou wilt ever be
The portion of my lot—Thou savest me.
Is full to overflowing evermore,
And when in straitness I my plaint outpour
With words entreating Thee,
Then with enlargement Thou dost answer me.
To those who hold Thy name their help and stay,
Waiting for Thy salvation day by day,
Yea, who, O Lord, but Thee
Shall make me glad, who else deliver me?
And lead me back unto Thy sheltering fold,
That I may answer scorners as of old;
Yea, though my dwelling be
In darkest night, God is a light to me.