, ה ח ר צ ה ט מ ל ש ר י
ש A Song of Below , A Scream .
Rabbi Marc Philippe
God . You didn ’ t have enough martyrs That you had to make more ? ת ו מ י י מ ו ה י ח י י
מ Who will live and who will die . Did she die at her predestined time ? Did he die before his time ? Who by fire , who by sword , who by beast …
These words tear my soul apart Having entered my heart Through a hole torn apart As we were about to kickstart A fresh start Of Your Holy Torah …
U ’ teshuvah I turn and I see smoke I turn and I hear screams , cries I turn and I see families burying a loved one I turn and I see families waiting for a loved one
Shuvah . Return . God . I don ’ t know how to do this anymore . So I turn to Tefillah . To Prayer . God . I can ’ t do this alone . Carry me . Show me how to return . Show me this pain will not have been in vain And I will show you my love . Because I love my People ferociously . I love the People who don ’ t know how to love You anymore . I love the Holy Tzadikim who lost an arm ,
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