Zionist Poetry

Save me, O God; for the waters are come in unto my soul.

I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing:
I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried:
mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head:
they that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty:
then I restored that which I took not away.

O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee.

Let not them that wait on thee, O Lord God of hosts, be ashamed for my sake:
let not those that seek thee be confounded for my sake, O God of Israel.

Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face.

I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother’s children.

For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up;
and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.

I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them.

They that sit in the gate speak against me; and I was the song of the drunkards.

But as for me, my prayer is unto thee, O Lord, in an acceptable time:
O God, in the multitude of thy mercy hear me, in the truth of thy salvation.

Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink:
let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters.

Let not the waterflood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up,
and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.

Hear me, O Lord; for thy lovingkindness is good:
turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.

And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in trouble: hear me speedily.

Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: deliver me because of mine enemies.

Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour:
mine adversaries are all before thee.

Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness:
and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none;
and for comforters, but I found none.

They gave me also gall for my meat;
and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

Let their table become a snare before them:
and that which should have been for their welfare, let it become a trap.

Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not;
and make their loins continually to shake.

Pour out thine indignation upon them, and let thy wrathful anger take hold of them.

Let their habitation be desolate; and let none dwell in their tents.

For they persecute him whom thou hast smitten;
and they talk to the grief of those whom thou hast wounded.

Add iniquity unto their iniquity: and let them not come into thy righteousness.

Let them be blotted out of the book of the living,
and not be written with the righteous.

But I am poor and sorrowful: let thy salvation, O God, set me up on high.

I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving.

This also shall please the Lord
better than an ox or bullock that hath horns and hoofs.

The humble shall see this, and be glad: and your heart shall live that seek God.

For the Lord heareth the poor, and despiseth not his prisoners.

Let the heaven and earth praise him, the seas, and every thing that moveth therein.

For God will save Zion, and will build the cities of Judah:
that they may dwell there, and have it in possession.

The seed also of his servants shall inherit it:
and they that love his name shall dwell therein.

Psalm 69 [KJV]

It’s all about Branding

Judean Palms
Because the daughters of Zion are haughty,

And walk with outstretched necks
And wanton eyes,
Walking and mincing as they go,
Making a jingling with their feet,
Therefore the Lord will strike with a scab
The crown of the head of the daughters of Zion,
And the Lord will uncover their secret parts.

In that day the Lord will take away the finery:
The jingling anklets, the scarves, and the crescents;
The pendants, the bracelets, and the veils;
The headdresses, the leg ornaments, and the headbands;
The perfume boxes, the charms, and the rings;
The nose jewels, the festal apparel, and the mantles;
The outer garments, the purses, and the mirrors;
The fine linen, the turbans, and the robes.

And so it shall be:

Instead of a sweet smell there will be a stench;
Instead of a sash, a rope;
Instead of well-set hair, baldness;
Instead of a rich robe, a girding of sackcloth;
And branding instead of beauty.

iudaea_capta2Isaiah 3 [NKJV]

Evil Zionists


I DO  appreciate Israeli poetry !
(this poem is 1 hr 40 minutes…)

נשיא המדינה שמעון פרס אירח בבית הנשיא בירושלים, את חגיגת יום העצמאות המרכזית של מדינת ישראל- שהתחילה בטקס החיילים המצטיינים המסורתי והמשיכה באירוע “שרים עצמאות” שהפך למסורת, בהשתתפות כל הצמרת המדינית-ביטחונית בישראל- ראש הממשלה בנימין נתניהו, שר הביטחון משה (בוגי) יעלון, הרמטכ”ל רא”ל בנימין (בני) גנץ ואלופי המטה הכללי בעבר ובהווה.

הטקס נפתח במטס כבוד מיוחד של מבנה מסוקי קרב של חיל-האוויר, כהצדעה ל-120 החיילים המצטיינים המייצגים את כלל זרועות הצבא, שנבחרו בקפידה והומלצו ע”י מפקדיהם לקבל אות הצטיינות מהנשיא על שירות משמעותי ותרומה יוצאת דופן לצה”ל ולמדינת ישראל.

מיד לאחר סיום המסדר התקיים המופע “שרים עצמאות עם נשיא המדינה”, שהתקיים השנה במחווה מיוחדת לזמר המנוח וענק התרבות אריק איינשטיין, על מדשאת בית הנשיא, בהנחיית צביקה הדר, ובהשתתפות ריטה, שביצעה דואט מיוחד עם נשיא המדינה לשיר “עוף גוזל” (מילים: אריק איינשטיין, לחן: מיקי גבריאלוב), שלומי סרנגה ששר יחד עם ראש הממשלה את “שיר השיירה” (מילים: עלי מוהר, לחן: עממי יווני), קובי אפללו ששר יחד עם שר הביטחון את “אמא אדמה” (מילים: יענקל’ה רוטבליט, לחן: מיקי גבריאלוב) ויובל דיין ששרה יחד עם הרמטכ”ל את “שיר של אחרי מלחמה” (מילים: אריק איינשטיין, לחן: שם-טוב לוי).

Satta Massagana

Means  “give thanks” in Amharic.

An Ethiopian graduate student lived with us in  the early 70’s.  She was very sweet and fun to be around. I was about 9 or 10  at the time. Maybe that is why I have always had a crush on Ethiopia. Ethiopia, did you hear me just now?  I still love you, girl. The wife understands – it’s OK.  Let’s be friends.

I love Ethiopian food. I love how they serve coffee with incense.  I love how they wear white robes in their Orthodox Church services.

This gets complicated very quickly.  You see, I also love Ethiopia because she was one of the first nations to receive the Gospel. Then there is the whole Biblical tie-in with Rastafari. It’s impossible to immerse yourself  in Roots music without eventually idealizing Ethiopia as Zion. Even if you’re a white boy. I know that is patriarchal of me – I’m so sorry, ladies.  I know it’s not fair to put Ethiopia on that pedestal (she’s just a woman, right?).
Actually, if you read the end of Kazantzakis’ fantastic novel The Last Temptation of Christ, Lucifer appears to Jesus on the cross as a beautiful Ethiopian cherub/seraph (they changed it in Scorsese’s film). It  just gets more and more complicated – sort of like a woman. Architecturally, artistically, gastronomically, theologically, rhythmically, I am fascinated by Ethiopia. Did you know that Ethiopia is the first nation mentioned by name in Genesis? I think God likes Ethiopia too (remember Moses’ wife…).
He even favored her BEFORE the flood. That’s antediluvian love, people.

Of course it’s not because their women are so lovely to behold, no.
But that is a bonus…

Today I want you to hear Satta Massagana by the Abyssinians, first recorded in 1969.

I could write pages on this stuff: Kazantzakis’ novel (all Christians need to read it!) which few of those who railed against the 1988 film even knew had been written in 1953), the glories of Abyssinia/Ethiopia/Kush, the antediluvian world, Roots Rock Reggae…but now you need to hear the music. It’s all about

“…a land far, far away / where there is no night / there is only day –
Look into the Book of Life and you will see
That  He /  He rules us all…”

(And this too is poetry).