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בְּנֵי הֵיכָלָא | Bnei Heikhala, a piyyuṭ for Shabbat afternoon by Rabbi Yitsḥaq Luria (translation by Rabbi Zalman Schachter Shalomi)

Zalman Schachter-Shalomi (translation) — Mon, 21 Mar 2022 08:55:53 +0000

Source (Aramaic)	Translation (English)
בְּנֵי הֵיכָלָא דִּכְסִיפִין לְמֶחֱזֵי זִיו דִּזְעֵיר אַנְפִּין׃	The Courtiers of God Who long to see The glory of the One Impatient.
יְ֒הוֹן הָכָא בְּהַאי תַּכָּא דְּבֵיהּ מַלְכָּא בְּגִלּוּפִין׃	You see engraved On this table top The seal of the King most Holy.
צְ֒בוּ לַחֲדָא בְּהַאי וַעֲדָא בְּגוֹ עִירִין וְכׇל גַּדְּפִין׃	So decreed all are one At this great conclave, Surrounded by angelic hosts.
חֲ֒דוּ הַשְׁתָּא בְּהַאי שַׁעְתָּא דְּבֵיהּ רַעֲוָא וְלֵית זַעְפִין׃	Have joy at these times; His benevolence shines All wrath is gone all is still.
קְ֒רִיבוּ לִי חֲזוּ חֵילִי דְּלֵית דִּינִין דִּתְקִיפִין׃	Come nigh and see The power is mine, No harshness accuses you now.
לְ֒בַר נַטְּלִין וְלָא עָאלִין הֲנֵּי כַּלְבִּין דַּחֲצִיפִין׃	Let snarling dogs leave! Outcast them complete, No longer admit them on high.
וְ֒הָא אַזְמִין עֲתִּיק יוֹמִין לְמִצְחָא‏ (נ״א: לְמִנְחָה עַד), עֲדֵי יְהוֹן חַלְפִין׃	Until minḥah time He patiently waits For change to be taking place.
רְ֒עוּ דִּילֵיהּ דְּגַלֵּי לֵיהּ לְבַטָּלָא בְּכׇל קְלִיפִין׃	Removing all shells – His will them dispels – His own, He reveals now in full.
יְ֒שַׁוֵּי לוֹן בְּנוֹקְבֵיהוֹן וְיִטַמְּרוּן בְּגוֹ כֵיפִין׃	Yes, holed up they stay, Held down in dismay. No quarter to them is now given.
אֲ֒רֵי הַשְׁתָּא בְּמִנְחָתָא בְּחֶדָוָתָא דִזְעֵיר אַנְפִּין׃	Arrayed now is He In joy impatiently For the time when the week won’t return.

This paraliturgical translation by Reb Zalman of Yitsḥaq Luria’s “Atqinu Seudata” for Shabbat afternoon can be found in print as published in his All Breathing Life: At the Interface Between Poetry and Prayer: translations and compositions of Jewish sacred literature (ed. Michael Kagan, 2011: Gaon Books), pp. 71-72.

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אֲזַמֵּר בִּשְׁבָחִין | Azamer biShvaḥin, a piyyuṭ for Friday evening by Rabbi Yitsḥaq Luria (translation by Rabbi Zalman Schachter Shalomi)

Zalman Schachter-Shalomi (translation) — Mon, 21 Mar 2022 07:38:28 +0000

Source (Aramaic)	Translation (English)
אֲזַמֵּר בִּשְׁבָחִין, לְמֵיעַל גּוֹ פִתְחִין, דְּבַחֲקַל תַּפּוּחִין, דְּאִנּוּן קַדִּישִׁין׃	O sing – give praise! Enter the gates of the orchard paradisial and holy.
נְזַמִּין לָהּ הַשְׁתָּא, בִּפְתורָא חַדְתָּא, וּבִמְנַרְתָּא טַבְתָּא, דְּנָהֳרָא עַל רֵישִׁין׃	Now bid her to enter — Life–loaf and light, with aureoles garlanded, we’re ready.
יְמִינָא וּשמָאלָא, וּבֵנַיְהוּ כַלָּה, בְּקִשּׁוּטִין אָזְלָא, וּמָאנִין וּלְבוּשִׁין׃	You fair bride surrounded on right and on left wrapped regally bejewelled and sharing.
יְחַבֵּק לָהּ בַּעְלָהּ, וּבִיסוֹדָא דִילָהּ, דְּעָבֵיד נַיְחָא לָהּ יְהֵא כַּתִּישׁ כַּתִּישִׁין׃	Yon husband embraced one, fundamentally held, ecstatically blissfully crushed.
	Surrendered are pains, Silent the screams, Joy aspects replacing the painful.
צְוָחִין אַף עַקְתִין, בְּטֵלִין וּשְׁבִיתִין, בְּרַם אַנְפִּין חַדְתִּין, וְרוּחִין עִם נַפְשִׁין׃	New radiance, new joy, are given this day, souls once more are added to spirits.
חֲדוּ סַגֵּי יֵיתֵי, וְעַל חֲדָא תַּרְתֵּי, נְהוֹרָא לָהּ יִמְטֵי, וּבִרְכָאָן דִּנְפִישִׁין׃	Heights of delight are scaled, one-ing and two-ing; light reaches Her fully and blessing.
קְרִיבוּ שׁוּשְׁבִינִין, עֲבִידוּ תִּקּוּנִין, לְאַפָּשָׁא זִינִין, וְנוּנִין עִם רַחֲשִׁין׃	Come close, entertain Her; serve dainties and fish snacks, deck festive the board of our banquet.
לְמֶעֱבַד נִשְׁמָתִין, וְרוּחִין חַדְתִּין, בְּתַרְתֵּין וּבִתְלָתִין, וּבִתְלָתָא שִׁבְשִׁין׃	Let soul be the essence, each spirit renewed, two-ing and three-ing in clusters.
וְעִטּוּרִין שַׁבְעִין לָהּ,  וּמַלְכָּא דִּלְעֵלָּא, דְּיִתְעַטַּר כְֹּלָא, בְּקַדִּישׁ קַדִּישִׁין׃	Upon her crowns seventy, and holy, most holy, the King is wrapped in splendor, high glory.
רְשִׁימִין וּסְתִימִין, בְּגוֹ כׇּל עָלְמִין, בְּרַם עֲתִּיק יוֹמִין, הֲלָא בַּטִּישׁ בַּטִּישִׁין׃	Resplendent, yet hidden within all the worlds, transcending all days yet indwelling.
יְהֵא רַעֲוָא קַמֵּיהּ, דְּתִשְׁרֵיהּ עַל עַמֵיהּ,  דְּיִתְעַנַּג לִשְׁמֵהּ, בִּמְתִיקִין וְדוּבְשִׁין׃	I plead with Him that He dwell with His folk, honeymooning and joying sweetly.
אֲסַדֵּר לִדְרוֹמָא, מְנַרְתָּא דִסְתִימָא. וְשֻׁלְחָן עִם נַהֲמָא, בִּצְפוֹנָא אַרְשִׁין׃	At south’s side my banquet, by lights of arcane love, the loaves crisp at north’s side abundant.
בְּחַמְרָא גּוֹ כַסָּא, וּמְדָאנֵי אַסָּא,   לְאָרוּס וַאֲרוּסָה, לְהַתְּקָפָה חַלָּשִׁין׃	Betrothed and her lover, each feeding the other, sustain each with fragrance of myrtle.
נַעֲבֵיד לְהוֹן כִּתְרִין,  בְּמִלִּין יַקִּירִין,   בְּשַׁבְעִין עִטּוּרִין דְּעַל גַּבֵּי חַמְשִׁין׃	New garlands of love talk: How precious the Ḳiddush of seventy words over fifty.
שְׁכִינְתָּא תִּתְעַטָּר, בְּשִׁית נַהֲמֵי לִסְטָר, בְּוָוִין תִּתְקַטָּר, וְזִינִין דִּכְנִישִׁין׃	Shekhinah surrounded, six loaves on each side, entangled, yet all recollected.
שְׁבִיתִין וּשְׁבִיקִין, מְסָאֳבִין דִּרְחִיקִין, חֲבִילִין דִּמְעִיקִין, וְכָל זִינֵי חֲבוּשִׁין׃	Shut off and forsaken, the uglies are banished, pains, hurts and wounds are no longer.
לְמִבְצַע עַל רִפְתָּא, כְּזֵיתָא וּכְבֵיעָתָא, תְּרֵין יוּדִין נַקְטָא, סְתִימִין וּפְרִישִׁין׃	Let us then break bread a morsel from each loaf. Thus two Yuds the secret make clearer.
מְשַׁח זֵיתָא דַכְיָא, דְטַחֲנִין רֵיחַיָּא, וְנַגְדִּין נַחֲלַיָּא, בְּגַוָּה בִּלְחִישִׁין׃	Mills grind the pure olives, oil silently flows on, in rivers interior and hidden.
הֲלָא נֵימָא רָזִין, וּמִלִין דִּגְנִיזִין, דְּלֵיתֵהוֹן מִתְחַזִין, טְמִירִין וּכְבִישִׁין׃	Have secrets to share, and words darkly hidden, arcane, unseen by eyes mortal.
אִתְעַטָרַא כַּלָּה, בְּרָזִין דִּלְעֵלָא, בְּגוֹ הַאי הִלּוּלָא, דְּעִירִין קַדִּישִׁין׃	I crown you bride holy, with secrets supernal, at this mating feast of the angels.

This paraliturgical translation by Reb Zalman of Yitsḥaq Luria’s “Atqinu Seudata” for Friday evening can be found in print as published in his All Breathing Life: At the Interface Between Poetry and Prayer: translations and compositions of Jewish sacred literature (ed. Michael Kagan, 2011: Gaon Books), pp. 66-68. The signature acrostic presented in the original text is interrupted by a stanza added by Reb Zalman. If you have any more information about the addition of this stanza, please leave a comment or contact us.

אֲסַדֵּר לִסְעוּדָתָא | Asader liS’udata, a piyyuṭ for Shabbat morning by Rabbi Yitsḥaq Luria (translation by Rabbi Zalman Schachter Shalomi)

Zalman Schachter-Shalomi (translation) — Mon, 21 Mar 2022 08:42:30 +0000

Source (Aramaic)	Translation (English)
אֲסַדֵּר לִסְעוּדָתָא. בְּצַפְרָא דְשַׁבַּתָּא. וְאַזְמִין בָּהּ הַשְׁתָּא. עַתִּיקָא קַדִּישָׁא׃	On Sabbath’s morn This feast is set God beyond All Presides this time.
נְהוֹרֵיהּ יִשְׁרֵי בָהּ. בְּקִידוּשָׁא רַבָּא. וּבְחַמְרָא טָבָא. דְּבֵהּ תֶּחֱדֵי נַפְשָׁא׃	Now Souls rejoice The cup is full The hallowing vast The halo bright.
יְשַׁדֵּר לָן שׁוּפְרֵהּ. וְנֶחֱזֵי בִיקָרֵהּ. וְיַחֲזֵי לָן סִתְרֵהּ. דְּאִתְאַמַּר בִּלְחִישָׁא׃	Your glory is cast Your precious sight Secrets whispered You share with us.
יְגַלֵּי לָן טַעֲמֵי. דְּבִתְרֵיסַר נַהֲמֵי. דְּאִינוּן אָת בִּשְׁמֵהּ. כְּפִילָא וּקְלִישָׁא׃	You give us the clue To breads ten and two Breathed out and in Two letters of thy name.
צְרוֹרָא דִלְעֵילָא. דְּבֵהּ חַיֵּי כֹלָּא. וְיִתְרַבֵּי חֵילָא. וְתִיסַק עַד רֵישָׁא׃	Supernal bond All life’s warrant Its pow’r increased To the highest raised.
חֲדוּ חַצְדֵּי (נ״א: מְחַצְדֵּי) חַקְלָא. בְּדִבּוּר וּבְקָלָא. וּמַלְלוּ מִלָּה. מְתִיקָא כְּדוּבְשָׁא׃	Husbands of Earth Joy in full voice And speak the word As honey sweet.
קֳדָם רִבּוֹן עָלְמִין. בְּמִלִּין סְתִימִין. תְּגַלּוּן פִּתְגָמִין. וְתֵימְרוּן חִדּוּשָׁא׃	Quotes new and bold Before the Kind, of old Of lore arcane Reveal the same.
לְעַטֵּר פְּתוֹרָא. בְּרָזָא יַקִּירָא. עֲמִיקָא וּטְמִירָא. וְלָאו מִילְּתָא אַוְשָׁא׃	Let’s garland this table With dear secret fable Profoundly related Not openly stated.
וְאִלֵּין מִלַּיָּא. יְהוֹן לִרְקִיעַיָּא. וְתַמָּן מָאן שַׁרְיָא. הֲלָא הַהוּא שִׁמְשָׁא׃	Up, up to the skies These words help us rise And there to find ease The sun’s healing rays.
רְבוּ יַתִּיר יַסְגֵּי. לְעֵילָא מִן דַּרְגֵּהּ. וְיִסַּב בַּת זוּגֵהּ. דַּהֲוַת פְּרִישָׁא׃	Rich increase appears Beyond ranks that are carved Mates once separated Now fully are mated.
יָדַי אַסְחֵי אֲנָא. לְגַבֵּי חַד מָנָא. לְסִטְרָא חוֹרִינָא. דְּלֵית בָּהּ מַמָּשָׁא׃
אֲזַמֵּן בִּתְלָתָא. בְּכַסָּא דְבִרְכָתָא. לְעִלַּת עִלָּתָא. עַתִּיקָא קַדִּישָׁא׃
	In this rhyme of Luria’s Two stanzas are left Incomplete by the author On purpose I think. All will be completed When all is completed Until we are redeemed These remain deleted.

This paraliturgical translation by Reb Zalman of Yitsḥaq Luria’s “Atqinu Seudata” for Shabbat morning can be found in print as published in his All Breathing Life: At the Interface Between Poetry and Prayer: translations and compositions of Jewish sacred literature (ed. Michael Kagan, 2011: Gaon Books), pp. 69-70. The last two stanzas are left untranslated, as explicated in Reb Zalman’s poetic rendering, “by the author” by which he means by himself (the author of the translation). If you have any more information about the context for these omissions, please leave a comment or contact us.