Who is like Thee, revealing the deeps, <br />Fearful in praises, doing wonders? <br /> <br />The Creator who discovereth all from nothing, <br />Is revealed to the heart, but not to the eye; <br />Therefore ask not how nor where— <br />For He filleth heaven and earth. <br /> <br />Remove lust from the midst of thee; <br />Thou wilt find thy God within thy bosom, <br />Walking gently in thine heart— <br />He that bringeth low and that lifteth up. <br /> <br />And see the way of the soul‘s secret; <br />Search it out and refresh thee. <br />He will make thee wise, and thou wilt find freedom, <br />For thou art a captive and the world is a prison. <br /> <br />Make knowledge the envoy between thyself and Him; <br />Annul thy will and do His will; <br />And know that wheresoever thou hidest thee, there is His eye, <br />And nothing is too hard for Him. <br /> <br />He was the Living while there was yet no dust of the world; <br />And He is the Maker and He the Bearer; <br />And man is counted as a fading flower— <br />Soon to fade, as fadeth a leaf. <br /> <br />Translated by Nina Salaman<br /><br />Yehudah HaLevi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-is-like-thee/
