Come my beloved to greet the bride

Let us welcome the Shabbat

A Peaceful and Blessed Shabbat

 

Candle Lighting

With the light that the Holy-One-Blessed-be-He created on the first day a person was able to see from one edge of the world to the other. When G-d looked at the people and saw their acts were corrupt, he took this light and hid it from them. And where was this light hidden? In the hearts of people. And when they open their hearts to one another, the light shall emanate from them once again. When we light the candles, we shall wish for a Shabbat of togetherness, of listening to, and being pleasant to one another. Blessed are you, G-d, our Lord king of the universe, who separates darkness from light.

 

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Praise Him with resounding cymbals,

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Praise Him with resonant cymbals.

Let every soul

praise G-d

Hallelujah!

 

Kiddush

"The sixth day. And the heavens and the earth and all their hosts were completed. And G-d finished by the Seventh Day His work which He had done, and He rested on the Seventh Day from all His work which He had done. And G-d blessed the Seventh Day and made it holy, for on it He rested from all His work which G-d created to function".

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The Blessing Over the Wine

Come, my beloved, let us go out to the field, let us lodge in the villages.

Let us arise early to the vineyards; let us see whether the vine has blossomed, the tiny grapes have developed, the pomegranates have lost their flowers; there I will give you my love.

I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine, who grazes among the roses.

He brought me to the banquet hall, and his attraction to me [was symbolic of his] love.

His left hand was under my head, and his right hand would embrace me.

Blessed are you G-d, our Lord king of the world, who created the fruit of the vine.

 

My Father/Thelma Alligon Rose, Nimrod Teneh

My father has a ladder

That reaches – almost the heaven

And my father is very starved

He eats a meal more than one time

And my father is better than anyone else

And my father is the best in the world

And only for me – my father is mine

Since he promised me

He's just mine

 

And my father brought home a gift

an engine on rails of a train

And father brought me a doll

That knows how to sing and to sit

And my father is the smartest of all

And my father is the best in the world

And only for me – my father is mine

Since he promised me

he's just mine

 

My father has a car

Which is like an airplane in heaven

My father has a watch

that doesn't get ruined in the water

And my father knows a great many things

English, French and arithmetic too

And only for me – my father is mine

Since he promised me

He's just mine

 

And my father plays with me

A ball game and also with marbles

And my father brought home for me

an album and nice stamps to put in

So why when I sang him a song that he loves

He just fell asleep and his eyelids were shut

So why when I sang him a song that he loves

He slept and his eyelids were shut

 

Father, why?

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Blessing over Challah

The group's Challah shall be passed around. Each participant – cut a piece, as much as you need and wish to have. Each one of you - please open your heart and express what you wish to share with the group.

Blessed are you G-d, our Lord, King of the Universe, who takes out bread from the earth.

 

My Mother/Arik Einstein and Shalom Chanoch

I have a woman who loves me,

She is only mine

She knows me from the beginning

Mine is hers.

She must be wise-

My mother

And this song I sing to her

 

Mother, mother

You nursed me,

You spoiled me,

You brought me,

Mother, mother

You spoiled me,

You brought me,

You

 

How many days I have spent with her-

My mother

How many tears have I dried with her

Mine is hers

How many things I have discovered with her –

My mother

How many hopes I have wished with her

Mother, mother

 

You were always with me

Even when I was alone.

I will always be with you –

My mother.

 

I am sometimes in trouble –

My mother

You understand this in between the lines

Mine is yours

Why do you worry and do not sleep –

My mother.

How is it a mother does not rely on her son?

Mother, mother

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Shabbat Shalom and Happy Birthday!!!!