O my unique soul

O my unique soul, launder your heart with lye,
    and be pure, like sapphire or glass.
Confess your crimes and beseech
   your Creator with broken heart and weeping.
And He, being merciful, will forgive your sin,
   and not destroy—so you will be cleansed and innocent.
He will wipe the tears from your brow,
   and you will see all that you have hoped and waited for.
Translated by Gabriel Wasserman.

Published in: The Posen Library of Jewish Culture and Civilization, vol. 3: Encountering Christianity and Islam.

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This four-line penitential poem is an appeal to the soul to repent. If the soul can become pure and confess its sins, God will forgive the sinner. The last line seems to promise more than an individual redemption, hinting at a national one.

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