Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | Sonnet | By Sara Copia Sullam |
| O LORD, Thou knowst my inmost hope and thought, | |
Thou knowst wheneer before Thy judgment throne | |
I shed salt tears, and uttered many a moan. | |
Twas not for vanities that I besought. | |
O turn on me Thy look with mercy fraught, | 5 |
And see how envious malice makes me groan! | |
The pall upon my heart by error thrown, | |
Remove; illume me with Thy radiant thought. | |
At truth let not the wicked scorner mock, | |
O Thou, that breathdst in me a spark divine. | 10 |
The lying tongues deceit with silence blight, | |
Protect me from its venom, Thou, my Rock, | |
And show the spiteful slandrer by this sign | |
That Thou dost shield me with Thy endless might. | | | |
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