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Joseph Friedlander, comp.  The Standard Book of Jewish Verse.  1917.
By S. R. Hirsch
HOW long, O Lord! how long,
Lonely and sad ’mid the world’s great throng,
Shall we of the waters of bitterness drink?
Our cup is filled with gall to the brink;
Our shoulders are bent and our foreheads bowed,        5
Ine covoud lonoo, ee-chovoud.
Ee-chovoud, Lord, ee-chovoud!
Thy beautiful world is to us as a shroud;
For our feet no earth, for our breath no air,
Wrong and contumely our daily fare,        10
Thou Raiser of lowly, Righter of wrong,
How long, O Lord, oh! how long?
How long? Lord, how long
Shall the weak lie under the wheel of the strong?
God of justice, and love and grace        15
Find for Thy homeless a resting-place.
Black waters surround us, our sky is in cloud,
Ine covoud lonoo, ee-chovoud.
Ee-chovoud, Father, ee-chovoud!
In that word all our wrongs and our sufferings crowd,        20
Thou hast promised the clouds shall rend and lift,
Make, God of the mighty and helpless, a rift!
Keep our souls from fainting, our faith hold strong,
For ’tis long, O Father; oh, how long!

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