Quotation_auto_tanakh sobre Isaías 21:4
תָּעָ֣ה לְבָבִ֔י פַּלָּצ֖וּת בִּֽעֲתָ֑תְנִי אֵ֚ת נֶ֣שֶׁף חִשְׁקִ֔י שָׂ֥ם לִ֖י לַחֲרָדָֽה׃
Pasmóse mi corazón, el horror me ha intimidado; la noche de mi deseo se me tornó en espanto.
Siddur Ashkenaz
God, my given portion, sense my need for help. Open up my sackcloth, to dress me with joy instead. Bring my darkness to be lit up by your light, the breath of my desire, because you are my flame.
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