Sunday, March 30, 2008

Origins, the Love of God

This may be a more accurate translation of the original words of Rabbi Meir ben Isaac Nehorai - a Cantor in Worms, Germany at the time (written originally in Aramaic):

Were the sky of parchment made,
A quill each reed, each twig and blade,
Could we with ink the oceans fill,
Were every man a scribe of skill,
The marvelous story,
Of God's great glory
Would still remain untold;
For He, most high
The earth and sky
Created alone of old.

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