Forgotten Ground Regained

Rock of My Refuge

Shelly Nir
Rock of my Refuge, Your praises I proclaim.Far, far away, In familiar fields,The orchard sheds sweet scent, And the breeze bears soft blossoms—But here amid the stones and scarps and scree, Among the caves and the clefts and the canyons,Somewhere in the starless night The wolf in silence watches me.
Rock of my Refuge, In hymns I hail you.Far, far away, In a humble house,My mother labours at her loom, And my bride is baking bread—But here amid the cliffs and crests and crags, Among the peaks and the plateaus and the pinnacles,Somewhere in the starless night The kite in silence circles me.
Rock of my Refuge, A psalm to you I sing.Far, far away My heart’s own home Waits for me unwearied:My mother’s arms will clasp me, My bride to her bosom will hold me, And children’s laughter will lift my heart—For here amid the rocks and ridges and ravines, Among the grottoes and the gullies and the gorges,Somewhere in the starless night God in silence guards me.
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