You who halted the sun and vanquished the fortifications of Jericho,
Who amassed the wealth to raise the temple around our flame,
Bring us again the blessings of our ancestors,
Those who knew better than we how to praise you,
So that we can thrust our neck out from the waters and open our lips to you
We ran pell-mell from our enemies and teetered at the edge of the sea.
You opened it for us.
We were pulled back from the pit of disaster.
Now we revive the tears of our mothers, those seas of petition.
We try to act better than our great-grandparents of many generations,
That you may favor us as you favored them.
We will grasp the strength of Israel to create citadels,
Mighty power to rip down the parapets that thwart us.
Blessed are you, who gives strength to your people.
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March 25, 2012
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