The Pride of a Jew

WITH all my heart, in truth, and passion strong,

I love Thee; both in solitude and throng

Thy name’s with me, alone I shall not bide:

My friend art Thou, though others from me glide.

My lamp art too: my light shall never fade,

Nor shall my foot e’er slip, by Thee upstayed.

They little knew who have despised me so,

That shaming me doth cause my pride to glow.

O Fountain of my life, I’ll bless Thee aye,

And sing Thy praises, O my song, alway!