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Be strong and resolute my brothers — to study his books every day — and to look and to search in them — to find in them every time counsels to rescue your souls from the mud of the depths — the preoccupation of this world and its vanities. And here and in these surroundings — one sees more and more the bitterness of the world — and how the world is a truly raging sea — going and storming more and more. And how much and how much it storms their bodies and souls — may the Merciful One protect. And the few who are saved — the very few — only just barely breathing. And all of this through the wondrous *chasadim* of Hashem — through the tzaddik — the foundation of the world — the salt covenant of the world — for *"ilmalei milcha la havei alma yachlin l'misbal m'rirutha"* — "were it not for the salt — the world could not bear the bitterness." *Ashreinu* that we merited to know and to draw close to him — and at any rate not to oppose the source of life — our life-force — our hope — and our salvation — in this world and in the World to Come — forever.

Nussun of Breslov.

My dear son.

And great peace to all our anshei sh'lomaynu with great love — to each one according to his lofty level. To all of you these words are said. Have pity and compassion on him and on this holy work — and stand by his help with all your strength — to help him and to assist him every time with assistance that has real substance — and you will rejoice and be glad over your share in this — forever. To the generous-hearted such as yourselves there is no need to extend. And the post is urgent. May Hashem Yisborach make you successful in the physical and the spiritual — their righteousness will stand forever — their horn will be raised in honor — Amen. Then: and peace and great salvation to all our anshei sh'lomaynu in their surroundings — and in Krakav and Kremintshak and their surroundings. To all of them these words are said. And all who add — may they have added to them from heaven — blessing and life and the treasury of the fear of heaven.

Peace — to the honor of my beloved son — my dear one — the desire of my heart — the veteran rabbinical scholar — our Teacher the Rabbi Yitzchok — may he live.

Nussun of Breslov.