Ever since You were the home of love for me, my love has lived where You have lived. Because of You, I have delighted in the wrath of my enemies; let them be, let them torment the one whom You tormented. It was from You that they learned their wrath, and I love them, for they hound the wounded one whom You struck down. Ever since You despised me, I have despised myself, for I will not honour what You despise. So be it, until Your anger has passed, and again You will redeem <br />Your own possession, which You once redeemed.** <br /> <br />**From the bondage of Egypt. <br /> <br />Translated by T. Carmi<br /><br />Yehudah HaLevi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-home-of-love/
