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Psalm 122:
The Shehechiyanu prayer is recited when tasting a fruit for the first time in
the season, when moving into a new home, at the beginning of Jewish
holidays, and on many other joyous occasions, such as ones initial arrival in
Jerusalem to begin a meaningful visit to the country.
When Abraham first entered Jerusalem, he was welcomed by King
Melchizedek with bread and wine.
This practice has become a tradition for a ceremonial entrance into
Jerusalem.
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Baruch ata adonai eloheinu melech haolam,
shehechiyanu, vkiyamanu, vhigiyanu lazman hazeh.
We give thanks to You O Lord our God, Ruler of the
universe, for giving us life, for sustaining us, and for
enabling us to reach the moment of joy.
BLESSINGS:
Over wine:
. ,
Barukh ata Adonai Eloheinu melekh ha-olam bo-re p'ri hagafen.
We praise You, Lord, our God, Sovereign of all, who creates the fruit of the vine.
Over bread:
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Barukh atah Adonai Elohaynu melekh ha-olam ha-motzi lechem min ha-aretz.
We praise You, Lord, our God, Sovereign of all, who brings forth bread from the earth.
Avir harim zalul kayayin ve-rei'ah oranim
Nissa be-ru'ah ha'arbayim im kol pa'amonim
U-ve-tardemat ilan va-even shvuyah ba-halomah
Ha-ir asher badad yoshevet u-ve-libbah homah
Yerushalayim shel zahav ve-shel nehoshet ve-shel or
Ha-lo le-khol shirayikh ani kinnor.
Eikhah yavshu borot ha-mayim kikkar ha-shuk reikah
Ve-ein poked et Har ha-Bayit ba-ir ha-attikah
U-va-me'arot asher ba-selah meyallelot ruhot
Ve-ein yored el Yam ha-Melah be-derekh Yeriho
Yerushalayim shel zahav
Akh be-vo'i ha-yom la-shir lakh ve-lakh likshor ketarim
Katonti mi-ze'ir bana'ikh u-me-aharon ha-meshorerim
Ki shemekh zorev et ha-sefatayim ke-neshikat saraf
Im eshkakhekh Yerushalayim asher kullah zahav
Yerushalayim shel zahav
Hazarnu el borot ha-mayim la-shuk ve-la-kikkar
Shofar kore be-Har ha-Bayit ba-ir ha-attikah
U-va-me'arot asher ba-selah alfey shemashot zorhot
Nashuv nered el Yam ha-Melah be-derekh Yeriho
Yerushalayim shel zahav
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Jerusalem of Gold
The olive trees that stand in silence/ Upon the hills of time
To hear the voices of the city/ As bells of evening chime
How many songs, how many stories/ The stony hills recall
Around her heart my city carries/ A lonely ancient Wall.
Jerusalem of gold, of copper and of light
Am I not a violin for all your songs.
Weve now returned to wells of water/ The ancient market square
The shofar sounding from the Temple/ To call the world to prayer
And far away beyond the desert/ A thousand suns will glow
We shall be going to the Jordan/ by way of Jericho.
Jerusalem of gold, of copper and of light
Naomi Shemer