Selected Poems (Engelse vertaling)

22 JEHUDAH HALEVI

II

ON THE SEA.

III

To Thee my soul turneth in trust or fear,

'Tis to Thee she giveth ever thanks and
worship;

In Thee I rejoice on the day I wander forth
and flee,

And Thee I thank in every flight and wander-
ing—

Yea, when the ship, to bear me over, spreadeth
out

Wings like the wings of a stork,

And when the deep groaneth and roareth
beneath me,

As though it had learnt from mine own
entrails,

job 41,23. And maketh the abyss to seethe like a pot,

Yea, turneth the sea into a pot of burning
ointment;

Num. 24,24. And when the ship from Kittim cometh to

the sea of the Philistines
11 Kings6,9. And the Hittites come down to the stronghold;

And when creatures press upon the ship

And sea-monsters watch for food,
jer. 4,31. And there is a time of trouble as of one that

bringeth forth her first child, when children