The night is falling and once again I want to thank The Keeper of Israel for allowing me to sleep knowing that he never slumbers nor sleeps.
Allow me to remind you that Israel is there when we get the end of the book. It’s enemies – aren’t!
בָּרוּךְ יְהוָה שֶׁלֹּא נְתָנָנוּ טֶרֶף, לְשִׁנֵּיהֶם.
נַפְשֵׁנוּ כְּצִפּוֹר נִמְלְטָה, מִפַּח יוֹקְשִׁים:
הַפַּח נִשְׁבָּר, וַאֲנַחְנוּ נִמְלָטְנוּ.
עֶזְרֵנוּ, בְּשֵׁם יְהוָה עֹשֵׂה, שָׁמַיִם וָאָרֶץ.
“Praise be to the Lord, who has not let us be torn by their teeth.
We have escaped like a bird from the fowler’s snare; the snare has been broken, and we have escaped.
Our help is in the name of the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.”