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The Light of Exile

by Jessie E. Sampter, 1920

Tell me, what is Exile’s light?
Is it candles burning bright,
Little candles in the night?
Exile’s light is this old man.
Ere the morning he began
Israel’s holy page to scan.
And he teaches from this page
Israel’s law in every age:
Exile’s light is Israel’s sage.

Tags: identity, migration

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