Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TRUST, by M. M. First Line: Though bare of bloom the broad-leafed fig Last Line: And doth me to high place raise. Subject(s): God; Jews; Praise; Judaism | ||||||||
THOUGH bare of bloom the broad-leafed fig And vines no luscious clusters show, And toil that sinewed arms bestow On olive erst with berries big Shall fail, and fields shall yield no meat, Nor herds more in the stables low, Nor wholly flocks in fold shall bleat, I yet with joy the Lord shall greet, With song my Strength and Saviour praise, Who renders like to hinds my feet And doth me to high place raise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RABBI'S SON-IN-LAW by SABINE BARING-GOULD A LITTLE HISTORY by DAVID LEHMAN FOR I WILL CONSIDER YOUR DOG MOLLY by DAVID LEHMAN JEWISH GRAVEYARDS, ITALY by PHILIP LEVINE NATIONAL THOUGHTS by YEHUDA AMICHAI SOUNDS OF THE RESURRECTED DEAD MAN'S FOOTSTEPS (#3): 2. ANGEL ... by MARVIN BELL |
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