Rosh Hashana is the Jewish New Year, literally, 'the Head of the Year.'
stripped bare shivering my faultlines exposed I stand before Him no one to defend me my record speaks for itself shame, far too mild a word I stand before Him knocking at His door, poor in deeds asking for another year of life not because I deserve it but because He is gracious merciful, patient, long-suffering abundant in kindness and truth
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