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In her grace, an awe-inspiring woman musters a holy and treasured people,
Each dawn and each evening she gives me recompense,
She is my bow and she is my sword and in her my heart is redeemed.
She is…
10. And now, with the Lord’s help, we will return to our primary question: We asked you to tell us, according to the opinion of the kabbalists, to whom do we say our prayers, and make all of our…
The little lightning bolt of Yemen flashed, despite the overwhelming darkness,
Spurring on sheets of dewy rain to the joy of mankind,
The rivers of Paradise are streams, watering the roses and the…
Love for an honored woman illuminates my mind’s eye and my imagination,
While I praise her beauty, for she comforts me in my exile.
My soul is like a lone bird and each night she greets the face of…