Lord, where shall I find Thee?

Lord, where shall I find Thee?
High and hidden is Thy place;
And where shall I not find Thee?
The world is full of Thy glory.
Found in the innermost being,
He set up the ends of the earth:
The refuge for the near,
The trust for those far off.
Thou dwellest amid the Cherubim,
Thou abidest in the clouds;
Thou art praised by Thine hosts
Yet art raised above…
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This popular poem expresses the poet’s frustration that despite God’s constant presence, the divine remains hidden and beyond grasp. It enumerates the ways that God is set apart from the world, yet, paradoxically, is close to humanity, encountered whenever prayer is heard. Ha-Levi wrote this poem as an ofan, a poetic introduction to the prayer of the angels, included in the blessings surrounding the Shema‘.

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