I give thanks to You
I give thanks to You, for although You became enraged, You gave up Your wrath.
You gave me Your ear and heard my cry, when I cried out to You,
to blow away my enemy as a fierce wind does to stubble.
I shall ponder and recall the days of yore,
what befell me, when [my sin was like] a blood-red spot.
I shall speak about them and not stay silent.
I speak of our troubles and of Antiochus’s vengeance.
He slaughtered my righteous people and murdered my anointed ones,
when the fools of my people slandered me, in order to destroy me.
Because [God] had assembled horses of fire,
on which the riders were wearing belts of lightning,
showing an apparition over [Jerusalem], the glorious city—[God], the Holy One!
Translated by Gabriel Wasserman.
Published in: The Posen Library of Jewish Culture and Civilization, vol. 3: Encountering Christianity and Islam.