Blessed are You,
Eternal One
Who drapes the evening shadows
Like a blanket over my troubles
And passes
Even the hardest day
To its end.
Open for me
The gates of patience, kindness,
And hope,
And alert my eyes
As I walk on the paths
To reach them.
My Rock and my Cushion,
Guard me this night
As You have guarded us on all nights,
And allow me to use this darkness,
That when, at last, it passes
I may better see tomorrow’s light.
בְּרוּכָה אֶת הֲוָיָה
הַמַּעֲרִיבָה עֲרָבִים
Blessed are You, Havayah,
Who sets the evening.
