Zion, thou art doubtless anxious for news of thy captives; they ask after thee, they who are the remainder of thy flock. — Judah Halevi Copy Share Image
My pen is my harp and my lyre; my library is my garden and my orchard. — Judah Halevi Copy Share Image
Lord, where shall I find you? Your place is lofty and secret. And where shall I not find you? The whole earth is full… — Judah Halevi Copy Share Image
Zion, thou art doubtless anxious for news of thy captives; they ask after thee, they who are the remainder of thy flock. — Judah Halevi Copy Share Image
“Tis a Fearful Thing ‘Tis a fearful thing to love what death can touch. A fearful thing to love, to hope, to dream, to… — Judah Halevi Copy Share Image
