Why so downcast, my soul,
why disquieted within me?
Have hope in G-d;
I will yet praise Him
my ever-present help, my G-d.
Great is our Lord, and full of power;
His wisdom is beyond reckoning.
The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life . . .
For now the winter is past,
The rains are over and gone.
The blossoms have appeared in the land,
The time of pruning has come.
Shir haShirim/Song of Songs 2.11-12a
O house of Israel, bless the Lord;
O house of Aaron, bless the Lord;
O house of Levi, bless the Lord;
you who fear the Lord, bless the Lord.
Blessed is the Lord from Zion,
He who dwells in Jerusalem.
of Solomon. . .
Let him be like rain that falls on a mown field,
like a downpour of rain on the ground,
that the righteous may flourish in his time,
and well-being abound, till the moon is no more
I am ever mindful of the Lord’s presence;
He is at my right hand; I shall never be shaken.