July 20, 2016
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. This week’s theme is faith.
Today’s poem is about the beauty of the Jewish tradition of
blessing one’s children before the Sabbath meal.
I welcome comments on my poems at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Every Friday night I bless my children.
I put my hands upon their inclined heads
And say the words my father said to me:
"May God shine His countenance on you."
I put my hands upon their inclined heads,
Chanting with a pure, intense delight.
"May God shine His countenance on you,"
I pray as though my love might make it so.
Chanting with a pure, intense delight,
Each week I play this part with equal joy.
I pray as though my love might make it so,
That God might live with them as He with me.
Each week I play this part with equal joy,
And say the words my father said to me,
That God might live with them as he with me
Every Friday night I bless my children.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I
chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/everyf.html.
For more poems about religion, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/religiouspoems.html
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This week’s theme: Faith.
July 18: I’ll See You When the Sun Goes Down
July 20: Every Friday Night I Bless My Children
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