Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917.
By Marie Harrold GarrisonThe Prayer of the High Priest
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The service o’er.
The worshippers with faces kind and good,
Passed from the door.
A Child—remained;
With eager eyes as shining as the Sun
He stood as chained.
To man’s estate,
I hope that I shall know the things you know
And be as great.
As these of yours,
Dear Master, intercede for me in prayer,
For that secures
These beauteous flowers;
Upon the brink of Kedron they did cling
These many hours.
Are here, so fair,
The Valley Lilies; these I give to thee,
Now make thy prayer.”
A kindly hand.
He said: “My child, these lilies here have prayed;
They understand
I ask for you
Such raiment as the flowers of the sod
When fresh with dew.
The Great High Priest
May even less of God—Jehovah—know
Than thou, the Least.”