Every Friday Night I Bless My Children

Music: Preludes dans le tons majeurs et mineurs: #17. Lento. By Charles Henri Valentin Alkan. Sequenced by Segundo G. Yogore at Kunst der Fuge.

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Every Friday night I bless my children. I put my hands upon their inclined heads And say the words my father said to me: "May God shine His countenance on you." I put my hands upon their inclined heads, Chanting with a pure, intense delight. "May God shine His countenance on you," I pray as though my love might make it so. Chanting with a pure, intense delight, Each week I play this part with equal joy. I pray as though my love might make it so, That God might live with them as He with me. Each week I play this part with equal joy, And say the words my father said to me, That God might live with them as he with me Every Friday night I bless my children.