Rosh HaShanah

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Rosh HaShanah

Av HaRachamim,

You know from the rechem who we are,

Like Avraham, sanctified from the womb,

So Your name, Rachamim, is plural,

As a mother’s love can’t be plumbed,

So rechem is just the beginning

of many kindnesses.

Rachamim is more than chesed,

Avraham didn’t spare his son,

But you, HaShem, did,

You saw what he had done,

And you lifted his heart upwards,

From kindness to tenderness.

So, though our dove offerings have ceased,

We need not lose hope,

We feel Avraham’s presence, as we recount,

How his emunah pshuta, 

Drew down rachamim pshutim,

And a new offering, soared to the Heavens.

Inspired by the slicha אם אפס רבע הקן in the Sefardi nusach