Thursday, April 09, 2009

The Passover Song


Were it our mouths were filled with a singing like the sea,

And our tongues awash with song, as waves-countless,

And our lips to lauding, as the skies are wide,

And our eyes illumined like the sun and the moon,

And our hands spread-out like the eagles of heaven,

And our feet as fleet as fawns,

Still, we would not suffice in thanking You, Lord God-of-us...


(From a forthcoming translation of the Haggadah by Nathan Englander. See his touching reflection on his work here. For those who don't know, the Haggadah is the book from which the story of Exodus is retold in Jewish households, read aloud at the Passover dinners.)

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