As contemporary singers sing
The ancient Psalm:
“Keep me as the apple of your eye;
Hide me in the shadow of your wings,”
This plunges me, viscerally,
Into Holland in World War II,
Where in the street a German beat
A Jewish man with low IQ.
Daughter cried to father,
I pity him!
Looking at the German,
Father replied,
So do I, for they have touched
The apple of God’s eye.
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