Modah Ani
The first whispered prayer
Of every morning
As I feel Your gentle touch
Return my soul to me
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Modah Ani
As I enter the Sanctuary of a new day
With prayers and songs of gratitude
For breath, for joy, for human love.
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Modah Ani,
As I am surrounded by the messiness of life
Dirty dishes
Piles of laundry
Toys scattered everywhere.
Evidence that I am fed and clothed and loved.
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Modah Ani,
For the moon that marks the passing months,
The sun that gives it light.
For all the days of life You have granted me.
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Modah Ani,
May these words always be in my mouth.
May they be the first prayer of every day
And the last prayer before I sleep.
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When the hour comes to return my soul to You,
May this be the last whispered prayer of my life.
I am grateful
So very grateful.
Modah Ani.
