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There is a beautiful [Midrash?] in keeping with our mood this evening.
All things around us both animate & inanimate have fulfilled
the Voice of Conscience Whisphers into our ears solemn words of warning.
It ids us remember that there is an Eye above us that sees everything
actions, thoughts & intentions; an ear that hears every sound, every
word every whisper & a hand that registers them all in indelible
characters. All things around us both animate & inanimate have
fulfilled their task. They have done that to which they were bound by the
divine law or to which they were led by instinct. The Sun has given
light & heath to the earth, which in her term has completed her
annual revolution round it. The moon in her monthly cruise has
12 times hidden her face & reappeared & while lessening the gloom
of night has governed & regulated the tides. The fields have
given corn, the trees their fruit, the gardens their ambrosial
flowers. But then O Man what hast thou done? Where is the
useful labor which thou has achieved? 365 times has thou
had the opportunity of doing either good or evil - which hast
thou chosen? Condemned to the eternal law of labor hast
thou tilted the earth & forced it to yield the treasures hidden
within it's bosom? Yet another field has been placed before thee.

There is a beautiful [Midrash?] in keeping with our mood this evening.
All things around us both animate & inanimate have fulfilled
the Voice of Conscience Whisphers into our ears solemn words of warning.
It ids us remember that there is an Eye above us that sees everything
actions, thoughts & intentions; an ear that hears every sound, every
word every whisper & a hand that registers them all in indelible
characters. All things around us both animate & inanimate have
fulfilled their task. They have done that to which they were bound by the
divine law or to which they were led by instinct. The Sun has given
light & heath to the earth, which in her term has completed her
annual revolution round it. The moon in her monthly cruise has
12 times hidden her face & reappeared & while lessening the gloom
of night has governed & regulated the tides. The fields have
given corn, the trees their fruit, the gardens their ambrosial
flowers. But then O Man what hast thou done? Where is the
useful labor which thou has achieved? 365 times has thou
had the opportunity of doing either good or evil - which hast
thou chosen? Condemned to the eternal law of labor hast
thou tilted the earth & forced it to yield the treasures hidden
within it's bosom? Yet another field has been placed before thee.