Debbie Friedman The Hail Blessing
When the havens and the earth were finished, God's creations sang on high The heavens clapped, the mountains danced, And tears fell from the sky. The cold wind whistled furiously And turned those tears to ice, And snow and hail and crashing sounds Started falling from the skies. For the rumblings and crashing in the sky For the mountains that dance with the heavens on high, For the tears that fall and are touched By the winds and by the cold, We sing praises to the One of Being Whose power and strength filss the world. Baruch ata Adonai, Eloheinu melech ha'olam, Shekocho u'g'vurato malei olam (2x) Eish u'varad, sheleg v'kitor, Ruach s'ara, osa d'varo. Hal'luya... Blessed is Adonai our God, Sovereign of the universe, whose power and migh pervade the world. Fire and hail, rain and vapor, stormy wind, fulfilling God's word.
