Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917.
By Philip AbrahamYigdal
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His praises loud relate,
Who is—and whose existence is
Not bound by time or date.
Invisible doth dwell;
And peerless in His unity,
His limit who shall tell?
Or likeness, none hath He;
Nor can there to His holiness
Comparison e’er be.
To life and light outburst;
Of primal date—Eternal He—
Without beginning—First!
Its dwellers all around,
Proclaim His might, His majesty,
Which everywhere abound.
Blest words of revelation,
To them, His treasured men of worth,
In glorious inspiration.
’Mid Israel’s chosen few,
Who face to face with God did speak,
And did His semblance view.
God for His people penn’d,
He by that faithful Prophet pleased
His holy law to send.
Another code bestow;
For, all complete, His perfect law
No altering change can know.
From Him are ne’er conceal’d;
Yea! ere commenced, of all, the end
To Him at once reveal’d.
The good man’s just return;
But to the wicked, punishment
His own misdoings earn.
Will our Messiah send,
Redeeming those who, anxious, wait
Salvation as their end.
Revive at God’s behest;
Then be His praises ever sung,
His name be ever blest.