2 More Awe-Inspiring Prayers Regarding Jewish Blood Being Spilled Like Water, May the Merciful One Save Us

AN AWE-INSPIRING PRAYER REGARDING JEWISH BLOOD BEING SPILLED LIKE WATER, MAY THE MERCIFUL ONE SAVE US

(A prayer written by the Gaon and Tzaddik, Rabbi Eliezer Berland shlit"a, approximately 20 years ago)

Please Hashem, King full of mercy, who hears the cry of the Nation of Israel pleading to You from the depths of the heart regarding Jewish blood that is spilled like water in the city streets, regarding souls comparable to fine gold that are given over to trampling, to killing, and to destruction, with no one to open their mouth or chirp [in protest]. Please, pity and have mercy on widows and orphans, who are multiplying, may the Merciful One save us, from day to day. See their agony that has no comforter, and the blood of their loved ones that has no one to seek justice for it. Place their tears in Your flask, and let Your compassion be stirred over Your attributes [of judgment]. Look upon their terrible pain, as the delight of their eyes and the burden of their souls are taken, and they have no power in their hands to save them.

Please, our Father in Heaven, hear our cry and listen to our groaning. For how can we remain silent and how can we be still, while bereaved families, widows, and orphans walk in a daze through the city streets, refusing to be comforted? Please, pity and have mercy, and say to the destroying angel, "Enough!" For You have already struck us with wondrously heavy blows. We have turned into a mockery and a derision in the eyes of those who seek our lives, who drink our blood with thirst, with joy and song. We have no redeemer and savior but You, and our eyes are lifted only to You alone for salvation and redemption.

Master of the World, You know the suffering and the harsh pain of bereaved families, widows, and tender, pure orphans, whose eyes shed tears day and night with no respite for their distress, and no comforter for their agony. You know the terrible disgrace when our enemies rejoice and are happy, and the wicked celebrate and delight, for their plot has succeeded in their hands.

Merciful and Gracious Father, we will not hide it from You, for we know that the guilt lies within us. We know our distance from prayer with kavanah (intent), from holiness and purity, from learning Torah lishmah (for its own sake), and from performing mitzvos with joy and a good heart. We know, our Father, that the guilt lies only within us. For with every blemish, we create a saboteur, and with every impure thought, we create a destroyer and a damager, may the Merciful One save us, and we draw down vitality to the wicked of Israel and the nations of the lands.

Yet You, God full of mercy, whose compassion has no end and whose greatness is unsearchable—You are the One who truly feels the suffering and pain of the bereaved parents and the orphaned children. You are the One who feels and understands the agony of their families, and the depth of the pain of Your people who still possess a Jewish heart. Indeed, You know that the precious ones of Your nation are wrapped in sorrow and agony, with no rest for their souls until they see the salvation of Your nation. For how can eating and drinking be pleasant to them while they behold the blood of the holy ones of Your nation flowing like water? And how can their sleep be sweet when their land is sold to strangers and their inheritance to murderers?

Please, Merciful Father, pity us and redeem us from the hand of the hard klipah (husk of impurity) that has imposed itself upon us. Save us from the hands of the wicked kingdom, the "kingdom without a crown" (illegitimate authority), from the hands of the brazen dogs who shepherd Your flock. Please, draw us out from the malicious waters of the foreign culture that threatens to drown us, may the Merciful One save us. Rescue us from the hand of our destroyers and ruin-makers who have emerged from within us, who are unjustly called Jews, and who seek to erase the name of Israel from the world—those who sell us for no money into the hands of murderers who lie in ambush for our souls at every time, at every step and corner.

Please, let our souls be precious in Your eyes, and rescue us to life from the hand of those who seek our lives. Please, God of Vision (El Ro'i), who sees the tears of the oppressed, please redeem their tears from the hand of their oppressors who have power while they have no comforter. Have compassion on the boiling heat of their tears and the agony of the cry of Your people—upon all who are called by the name Israel—and say to their troubles, "Enough."

Master of the World, please do not treat us according to our sins, and do not repay us according to our iniquities. For You are Hashem, good and forgiving to all, and abundant in kindness to all who call upon You. Please, look upon the insult of the wretched ones who are diminishing day by day, while their children become plunder and a trampling ground for the feet of wild men.

Merciful and Gracious God, our Redeemer is alive and shall stand last upon the earth; You who desire the existence of the world, and above all, the success of His children and the eternity of the Nation of Israel. See that our blasphemers are the blasphemers of Your Great and Awesome Name that is called upon us. And our enemies are the enemies of Your Name and the destroyers of Your world. Please, save us from their hands, and nullify their faith and religion, in the name of which they decree death upon us, and say to us all day long, "Where is your God?" Please, annul the culture of these sinful men who desire to annihilate us from under God's heavens, to wipe out Your Name that is called upon us from the world, to distance us from our land, and to lead us like a loathsome branch into the waters of the dung heap.

You have seen, Hashem, our wronging; judge our cause. Do not hide Your face from us. Do not ignore our plea; let Your kindness comfort us. Before we call to You, answer us; before we speak, You hear. Merciful One who answers the poor, answer us. Merciful One who answers the brokenhearted, answer us. Merciful One who answers the humble of spirit, answer us. Merciful One, answer us; Merciful One, pity; Merciful One, redeem; Merciful One, save; Merciful One, have mercy on us. Say to the destroyer, "Stay your hand," and let him return his sword to its sheath. Let Your mercies and Your grace be aroused with love and extra compassion for Your holy people Israel. Help and save everyone, so that all the families of Israel—fathers and sons, mothers and their children—may live in satisfaction and tranquility, each and every one, until the fullness of their years. [Grant them] long and rectified lives, abundant in wealth and honor, in Torah study and fear of Heaven. May they all merit to raise their sons and daughters amidst joy and peace of mind to Torah, to the wedding canopy (chuppah), and to good deeds, for length of days and good years. May they all see from their sons and daughters grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and offspring of offspring. May they all grow and live amidst satisfaction, tranquility, joy, and expansion of consciousness. May they merit to bring their sons and daughters to the chuppah and see them become great leaders of Israel. May they sow fields and plant vineyards that yield fruits of produce. Let them see no more sorrow at all; rather, draw down upon them all life and longevity from the Source of Life. May each one merit to reveal the root of his soul and reach the full tikkun (rectification) You have designated for him amidst satisfaction and peace, learning Torah with joy, and performing mitzvos with gladness. And may we merit, all of us, to rejoice and be happy all day long in Your unique Name that is called upon us. We will place You before our eyes always, and we will no longer look at the vanities of the world—which are futility and illusions, false burdens and seductions that have been our undoing in all the terrible disasters that visit us day by day.

Please, have mercy on the congregation of Yeshurun. Forgive and pardon their iniquity. Let the Akedah (binding) of Your children appear before You—those who are slaughtered and butchered, stabbed and killed every single day. Let the cry of bereaved families and the tears of widows and orphans ascend to Your Holy Sanctuary, to have mercy and pity on us, until we see the salvation of Israel from the hand of their enemies from within and without. Give them a sorrow of heart; may Your curse come upon them. Pursue them in anger and destroy them from under the heavens of Hashem, and show us [ourselves] happy and rejoicing in the building of Zion Your city and in the consolation of Jerusalem, the city of Your Sanctuary.

How has the gold become dim, the fine gold changed! The holy stones are poured out at the head of every street. The precious children of Zion, comparable to fine gold—how are they reckoned as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter! How has this befallen us? How have we turned into a mockery and derision in the eyes of all who see us, [even] the wicked of Israel who fill their mouths with laughter at our ruin. Please, Merciful God, see their thoughts against us; the lips of those who rise against me and their meditation against us all day long. Look at their sitting and their rising; we are their taunting song. The children of Your people [are treated] cruelly, like ostriches in the desert. Look and see: those purer than snow and whiter than milk—their appearance has become darker than soot, and their blood is spilled in the streets.

Master of the World, because sins have multiplied, You have spent Your wrath upon us, and You have taken from us all the delight of our eyes. Even infants who have not tasted the taste of sin have been killed due to our iniquities, to atone for us. When there are no Tzaddikim standing in the breach, You have taken kids pure from any trace of sin. Yet the wicked live in tranquility, and our enemies celebrate with all kinds of festivities. You have covered Yourself in anger and pursued us; You have killed and not pitied. You have covered Yourself with a cloud so that no prayer can pass through. You have made us as offscouring and refuse among the nations to destroy us. Woe to us, for they have found access among the destroyers of our people—the uprooters of Israel who are happy to sell us and rejoice to erase every memory of Judaism from the world.

Master of the World, You have taken from us precious and beloved souls. Nursing infants who have not sinned, weaned children who have not transgressed, tinokot shel beit rabban (schoolchildren) who sustain the entire universe with the breath of their mouths. For when we do not merit the aspect of "like a weaned child upon his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me," and we do not ascend through this to the level of Atika Kadisha (the Holy Ancient One) where all judgments are sweetened—then nursing infants who have not sinned and schoolchildren who have not transgressed are taken from us. And the Shechinah (Divine Presence) boasts, "See with what children I come to You!"—See with these children I come to meet You, for they are infants who have no sin within them. And pure and clear souls, who merit to die for the Sanctification of Hashem's Name. When there are no Tzaddikim who know how to unify and bind the worlds—Your praise and Your glory—to perform awesome unifications (yichudim) through the souls that merit to ascend in a storm to Heaven... But You have revealed to us through Your awesome Tzaddikim that You can perform these awesome unifications through every single person who learns Torah lishmah, and merits to pray every word with intent, and rises at Chatzos (midnight) to pour out his heart like water before You. This is the aspect of "O God (Elokim), do not be silent (al domi) to You; do not be deaf and do not be still, O God"—until the letters of Al Domi are transformed into the letters of Elokim. The letter Dalet [of Domi] fills up and turns into a Heh—like Chametz turning into Matzah. Then rebuke the "beast of the reeds" (chayat kaneh), and the verse shall be fulfilled: "The first to Zion, behold, behold them (hineh hinam)." The Kaneh (reed) turns into Hineh (behold); the "reed of straw" upon which the Kingdom of Rome was established will turn into "behold, behold them" [the leg of the letter Kuf in Kaneh is broken and turns into a Heh]. And we shall see with our own eyes how saviors will arise on Mount Zion to judge the Mount of Esau, and the kingdom shall be Hashem's.

Master of the World, full of mercy, You know that even for the heretics who wish to annihilate us, there is still hope, as long as the name Israel is still called upon them. For through their blemishes and the blemishes of their fathers, they were born without a heart. But we, through prayer with intent, can sweeten them and create for them a new heart and a new spirit, until they all return in complete teshuvah (repentance) and return to their root and to the bosom of their mother.

Have mercy on the congregation of Yeshurun; have mercy, have mercy, O Merciful Father, Father of Compassion, Father of Grace, Father of Kindness. Have mercy now on a dove that is mute like us today, for there is no one to stand up for us; only Your Great Name stands for us in a time of trouble. Pity us and all of Israel in Your abundant mercies, and do not pour out Your wrath upon us, for Your Name is called upon us. Do not leave us, do not forsake us, and do not abandon us. Let Your innards and Your mercies yearn for us; do not turn to our wickedness, do not hide Your face from us, and do not ignore our plea. Let Your kindness comfort us; do not [act] in Your anger, lest You consume us. For we are Your children, the children of Your faithful ones. Like the eyes of servants to the hand of their masters, like the eyes of a maidservant to the hand of her mistress, so are our eyes toward Hashem our God until He grants us grace. Grant us grace, Hashem, grant us grace, for we are fully sated with contempt. Our soul is fully sated with the mockery of the complacent. We have become a nodding of the head among the nations, a rebuke among the peoples. Our pursuers were swifter than the eagles of the heavens; they chased us on the mountains, they ambushed us in the wilderness. The breath of our nostrils, the anointed of Hashem, was caught in their pits—he of whom we said, "Under his shadow we shall live among the nations." Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by the way? Look and see if there is any pain like my pain which was dealt to me, which Hashem afflicted on the day of His fierce anger. From on high He sent fire into my bones and it descended; He spread a net for my feet; He turned me back; He made me desolate, faint all the day. The yoke of my transgressions is bound by His hand; they are woven together, they have come up upon my neck; He has made my strength stumble; the Lord has delivered me into hands from which I cannot rise. The Lord has trampled all my mighty ones in my midst; He has called an assembly against me to crush my young men; the Lord has trodden the virgin daughter of Judah like a winepress. For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter who should restore my soul is far from me; my children are desolate because the enemy prevailed. Zion spreads forth her hands; there is no comforter for her; Hashem has commanded concerning Jacob that his adversaries should be around him; Jerusalem has become like a menstruous woman among them. Hashem is righteous, for I have rebelled against His word; hear now, all peoples, and see my pain; my virgins and my young men have gone into captivity. I called to my lovers, but they deceived me; my priests and my elders perished in the city while they sought food for themselves to restore their souls. See, Hashem, for I am in distress; my innards churn; my heart is overturned within me, for I have grievously rebelled; outside the sword bereaves, at home it is like death. They heard that I sigh; there is no comforter for me; all my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that You have done it. You will bring the day You have proclaimed, and they shall be like me. Let all their wickedness come before You, and do to them as You have done to me for all my transgressions; for my sighs are many and my heart is faint. They lie on the ground in the streets, young and old; my virgins and my young men have fallen by the sword; You have killed in the day of Your anger; You have slaughtered and not pitied. Return to them a recompense, Hashem, according to the work of their hands. Pursue them in anger and destroy them from under the heavens of Hashem. Your iniquity is ended, O daughter of Zion; He will no more carry you away into captivity; He will visit your iniquity, O daughter of Edom; He will uncover your sins. You, Hashem, remain forever; Your throne is from generation to generation. Why do You forget us forever, and forsake us for so long a time? Turn us back, Hashem, to You, and we shall be turned; renew our days as of old.

Our Father, our King, where shall we turn when our salvation is far from us? We have nothing but Your abundant mercies, Your Thirteen Attributes of Mercy, upon which alone we lean, and in which we trust. For Your mercies have not ended, and Your kindnesses are not consumed. For no plan is withheld from You, and who can say to You what to do or what to act? Reveal to us the "Hidden Intellect" that transforms the entire world, that sweetens every decree and brings us salvation as a free gift. Shine Your face and return Your face to the Nation of Israel, for all our enemies have opened their mouths against us. And as for us, rivers of water run down from our eyes over the fracture of our people; they flow and do not cease, without respite, day and night, for we find no rest for our souls, until Hashem looks down and sees from Heaven. May He return us to Him, may He revive us after two days; may He merit us all to pray with intent, so that we not be like a body without a soul. Please, Merciful and Gracious God, breathe into our spirit the breath of life and blow into our bones from Your Holy Spirit, so that the dry bones may live and pure, clear blood may flow in our veins. Distance us from imaginary honor, so that we give no more vitality to the wicked and the idolaters. Please, Merciful and Gracious Father, pour upon us a spirit from on high and fill our hearts with fear of You and love of You, until we sweeten all the decrees and are redeemed and saved with a complete Geulah (Redemption) speedily in our days, Amen.

Reveal to us the Hidden Intellect, beyond all idea and logic, which deciphers every mystery, and is beyond every vision—which will transform the world without a single gunshot. On it depends the Geulah, rest for every soul. And every single person shall dwell under the shade of his vine and fig tree, and the entire world shall be united under one Messiah. The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them. They shall not hurt nor destroy in all My holy mountain, for the earth shall be full of the knowledge of Hashem, as the waters cover the sea.

A PRAYER REGARDING THE TERRIBLE TROUBLES OF ISRAEL

(A prayer written by the Gaon and Tzaddik, Rabbi Eliezer Berland shlit"a, approximately 15 years ago)

Master of the World, Omnipotent One from whom no plan is withheld, merit me from now on to feel the terrible troubles of Israel, and the Jewish blood that is spilled in the city streets day and night, until there is no house where there is not one dead. Therefore, I have come before You, Master of Kindness and Mercy: Please, pity now, have mercy now on the flock [led to] slaughter. For all mysteries and all hidden things from the beginning of creation are revealed before You, and I only yearn, desire, and long for You, that You Yourself rectify everything I have blemished. Behold, I return in teshuvah (repentance) and long only for You, as it is written: "As a hart pants after the water brooks, so my soul pants after You, O God." And I know faithfully that I am guilty for all the terror attacks, the disasters, and the terrible murders, for it is only because of my blemishes of the covenant (p'gam habris) that all these terrible disasters have come.

Therefore, I have come to plead before You, Master of Mercies, whose greatness is unsearchable. Merit me to rectify completely all my blemishes of the covenant, and may I merit from now on to guard my eyes, and not to blemish the Holy Covenant with any blemish at all, Heaven forbid. Through this, may the verse be fulfilled: "He has swallowed down riches, and he shall vomit them up again" (Job 20:15), and may all the sparks of holiness return to their place. Through this, may the soul of our holy and awesome Rebbe (Rebbe Nachman) be drawn down anew, and may the complete Geulah come speedily in our days, in the blink of an eye, Amen, forever and ever.

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