Three Things Conspire Poem by Shlomo ibn Gabirol

Three things conspire together in mine eyes
To bring the remembrance of Thee ever before me,
And I possess them as faithful witnesses:
Thy heavens, for whose sake I recall Thy name,
The earth I live on, that rouseth my thought
With its expanse which recalleth the expander of my pedestal,
And the musing of my heart when I look within the depths of myself.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, for ever and aye!


Translated by Israel Zangwill