Yom Berekha

Blessed are You, Adonai our Elohim, King of the universe, whose hand is filled with mercy. When You tip Your hand, mercy runs over, saturating me thoroughly. I stand in awe of an Elohim that loves me that much. Loving-kindness—chêsed—is Your favor that I do not deserve, but mercy is Your unconditional, never-ending love that You give to generation after generation. Every morning Your mercy is new, and I thank You, praise You, that Your mercy never runs dry! You are my El Chaiyai, the Elohim of my life, and I adore You!

Deu 7:9; 1Chr 16:34; Ex 20:6; Lam 3:22-23; Ps 42:8

“Yom Berekha”

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