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Akdamut---First Day of Shavuot
Before the Words of G-d Supreme
Today are read, for this my theme
Approbation will I seek
These my sentences to speak
        Just two or three,
        While tremblingly
    On Him I meditate:
        The Pure, who doth bear
        The world for e'er,
    His power who can relate?
Were the sky of parchment made,
A quill each reed, wach twig and blade,
Could we with ink the oceans fill,
Were every man a scribe of skill,
        The marvelous story
        Of G-d's great glory
    Would still remain untold
        For He, Most High
        The earth and sky
    Created alone of old.
Without fatigue or weary hand,
He spoke the word, He breathed command;
The world and all that therein dwell,
Field and meadow, fen and fell,
        Mount and sea
        In six days He
    With life did then inspire;
        The work when ended,
        His glory ascended
    Upon His throne of fire.
Before Him myriads angels flash,
To do His Will they run and dash;
Each day new hosts gleam forth to praise
The Mighty One, Ancient of Days;
        Six-winged hosts
        Stand at their posts--
    The flaming Seraphim--
        In hushed awe
        Together draw
    To chant their morning hymn.
The angels, together, without delay,
Call one to another in rapturous lay;
        "Thrice holy He
        Whose majesty
    Fills earth from end to end."
        The Cherubim soar,
        Like the oceans's roar,
    One celestial spheres ascend.
To gaze upon the Light on high,
Which, like the bow in cloudy sky,
Is iris-colored, silver-lined;
While hasting on their tas assigned.
        In every tongue
        They utter song
    And bless and praise the Lord,
        Whose secret and source,
        Whose light and force
    Can ne'er be fully explored.
The heavenly hosts in awe reply:
"His Kingdom be blessed for e'er and aye."
Their song being hushed, they vanish away;
They may ne'er again offer rapturous lay.
        But Israel,
        Therein excel--
    Fixed times they set aside,
        With praise and prayer,
        Him One declare,
    At morn and eventide.
His portion them He made, that they
His praise declare by night and day;
A Torah, precious more then gold,
He bade them study, fast to hold;
        They He may be near,
        Their prayer to hear,
    For always wear will He
        As diadem fair
        His people's prayer
    In His phylactery,
Wherein is told of Israel's fame
Who oft G-d's untiy proclaim.
'Tis always meet G-d's praise to sing
In presence of both prince and king.
        With tempestuous glee,
        Like a stormy sea,
    They surge and ask:  "Who, then,
        Is the Friend of thy heart,
        For whom thou art
    Cast in the lions' den?
How fairer wilt thou be to sight,
If thou with us in faith unite;
They favor we shall always seek."
But Israel's sons with wisdom speak:
        "O ye, who are wise
        In your own eyes,
    How can you trumpery
        At all compare
        With our great share
    When G-d proclaims us free,
And shines on us in glorious light,
While you are wrapped in gloom of night?
His glory then will shine and gleam--
Almighty G-d, o'er all supreme!
        His enemies,
        On isles and seas,
    Will suffering endure;
        But He' ll increase
        Abundant peace
    To upright men and pure.
The perfect joy will bring our Lord,
The sacred vessels will be restored;
The exiles, He will gather them
Into rebuilt Jerusalem;
        Day and night
        Shall be His light
    A canopy of splendor;
        A crown of praise
        His people will raise
    To crown their Lord and Defender.
With brilliant clouds He' ll ornament
Each deserving festive tent;
The pure, on stools with gold inlaid,
Before the Lord shall be arrayed;
        Their countenance bright,
        With sevenfold light,
    Will dim the heavenly sheen;
        Such beauty rare
        None can declare,
    No prophet's eye has seen.
The joy and bliss of Paradise
Have not been seen by human eyes;
There the pure rejoice and dance
In the light of His countenance;
        And point:  "Tis He,
        We patiently
    Have hoped and waited for,
        To set us free
        From captivity
    And guide us as of yore."
*    *    *    *    *    *
You upright who heard the voice of my song,
May you merit to join this glorious throng;
In heavenly halls you shall mee them in time,
If you hearken His Words, melodious, sublime.
        Exalted on high,
        For e'er and aye,
    Our Lord in glory and awe!
        We are His choice,
        Then let us rejoice
    That He blessed us and gave us the Law.


I got this from pages 186-188 of "Sabbath and Festival Prayer Book with A New Translation, Supplementary Readings and Notes" by the Rabbinical Assembly of America and the United Synagogue of America.