I will lift my eyes to the hills before the light appears—
the light that rises in the east,
that radiates from Jerusalem.
I will lift my eyes, my heart, my hopes;
From the depths of my sorrow,
From the pain that clouds my senses,
From feelings of isolation.
To the hills I will reach out for solace—
To the upward currents of spirit,
To the greenness of life.
I will lift my eyes to the hills;
To the One
Who never fails to appear.
1 thought on “Yom HaShoah”
The beauty of this psalm is all the references to upwardness…lifting the eyes, watching the sun rise, trying to come up from the depths of one’s sorrow-it’s such magnificent imagry.