We continue our series of the Healing Psalms of Rebbe Nachman of Bratslav. Information on the series, Reb Nachman, and previous psalms and meditations here - or just scroll down.
Today's Psalm is Psalm 77.
The commentary or meditation is by Rabbi Harold M. Schulweis. Here it is in its entirety - today without the Psalm. It is titled
Today's Psalm is Psalm 77.
The commentary or meditation is by Rabbi Harold M. Schulweis. Here it is in its entirety - today without the Psalm. It is titled
The Echo of Your Promise - Based on Psalm 77.
When I cry my voice trembles with fear
When I call out it cracks with anger.
How can I greet the dawn with song
when darkness eclipses the rising sun
To whom shall I turn
when the clouds of the present eclipse the rays of tomorrow
Turn me around to yesterday
thatr I may be consoled by its memories.
Were not the seas split asunder
did we not once walk together through the waters
******to the dry side
Did we not bless the
bread that came forth from the heavens
Did your voice not reach my ears
and direct my wanderings
The waters, the lightning, the thunder
reminded me of yesterday's triumphs
Let the past offer proof of tomorrow
let it be my comforter and guarantor.
I have been here before
known the fright and found your companionship.
I enter the sanctuary again
to await the echo of your promise.
From Rabbi Simkha Y. Weintraub, C.S.W., ed. Healing of Soul, Healing of Body: Spiritual Leaders unfold the Strength and Solace of Psalms. Woodstock, VT: Jewish Lights Publishing, 1994.
When I cry my voice trembles with fear
When I call out it cracks with anger.
How can I greet the dawn with song
when darkness eclipses the rising sun
To whom shall I turn
when the clouds of the present eclipse the rays of tomorrow
Turn me around to yesterday
thatr I may be consoled by its memories.
Were not the seas split asunder
did we not once walk together through the waters
******to the dry side
Did we not bless the
bread that came forth from the heavens
Did your voice not reach my ears
and direct my wanderings
The waters, the lightning, the thunder
reminded me of yesterday's triumphs
Let the past offer proof of tomorrow
let it be my comforter and guarantor.
I have been here before
known the fright and found your companionship.
I enter the sanctuary again
to await the echo of your promise.
From Rabbi Simkha Y. Weintraub, C.S.W., ed. Healing of Soul, Healing of Body: Spiritual Leaders unfold the Strength and Solace of Psalms. Woodstock, VT: Jewish Lights Publishing, 1994.
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