Targum Pseudo-Jonathan on Genesis 11:1 opens the story of the Tower of Babel with a claim so bold it has echoed through Jewish thought for two thousand years. All the earth was (of) one language, and one speech, and one counsel. In the holy language spake they, that by which the world had been created at the beginning.
The Aramaic names the first language of humanity as leshon ha-kodesh, the holy tongue — Hebrew. Not only did the generation before Babel speak one language; they spoke the language, the very one the Holy One used when He said yehi or, let there be light.
Stop and feel the weight. The same syllables that formed sun and sea were still, in this early generation, on human lips. People ordered bread and argued over fields and taught their children in the tongue of creation itself. That is the shared inheritance Babel is about to throw away.
Pseudo-Jonathan adds something clever: they had one language, one speech, and one counsel. Their unity was not only linguistic. It was ideological — a single plan, a single ambition, soon to become a single rebellion. Unity in Torah is a blessing only when the cause is blessed.
The takeaway the Maggid leaves on this verse: the holy tongue is a gift, not a trophy. Language is what we say to each other. When what we say to each other stops being holy, even the language of creation loses its power to hold us together.