Ribbono shel Olam, Master of all the Universe, who knows the name of every star in the heavens and can count each grain of sand under the stars, who accounts for every thought in of the human heart, help me now. Grant me the honesty to correctly assess my duties, knowing that these are the lifeline of my country and my community. That from these monies, the orphan, the widow and the stranger in our midst are fed and clothed. That these are the building bricks for our schools and for the roads under our feet. That they are the mortar for our future and our children’s future. Bequeath, as well, rectitude and honor to those who receive these civic offerings so that they will not squander nor waste them. Hone their measures and their weights so they will not stray from what is just and fair. Finally, grant us all, both ruler and contributor alike, the keenness to hold each other true in such weighty and grave matters, so our great nation will continue “to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity.” Amen.
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