Lashon Hora
Don’t talk Lashon Hora don’t
If you know you shouldn’t then you won’t
Guard your lips from speaking evil
In your home, school and shteibel
Don’t talk Lashon Horah, don’t
No Lashon Hora Should Be Said
No Lashon Horah should be said
From the time you wake up until the time you go to bed
And if your friend says
Hey you know what Chanie did
Say sssshhhh, please don’t tell me
‘Cause I am a yid
And if she says it’s o.k. because it’s true
Tell her don’t you know that it’s lashon horah too
So let’s try not to forget
And even better yet
Let’s all stay close and use our mouths for Mitzvos
We don’t like lashon horah… so stop
Hashavas Aveida Hashavas Aveida
If you find something lying on the street
Give it back, give it back
If you find something lying at your feet
Give it back, give it back
Because the mitzvah that you’re getting
Is worth more than what you’re finding
And you’ll make somebody happy when you do
So don’t put it off for later
‘Cause hashavas aveida
Is the mitzvah that will make you happy too
Hafatzas Hamaayonos A Splendorous Tree
(T.T.T.O. Reach Out—J.E.P.)
A splendorous tree, torn from its roots
Dispersed and transplanted about
Many generations, forgotten and lost
To unite them, they’re just too spread out
But for a great cause, it happened this way
A plan that is sure to succeed
To gather the sparks that purposely fell
Likabeitz nidchei Yisroel
Thousands of Shluchim, now spanning the globe
Our mission is almost complete
The Rebbe, our Nossi, will surely succeed
To a City in the U.S.A.
(T.T.T.O. Ho’aderes Veha’emunah—Tzlil V’zemer)
To a city in the U.S.A.
A lonely Shliach arrives one day
There’s no Yeshiva, there’s no Kosher food
Nor is there a Shul in which to pray
In this very land of liberty
Devoid of Yiddishkeit as can be
He succeeds to build an edifice
For the Holy One, Blessed be He
America is nisht andersh
Proclaimed the Frierdike Rebbe
America is no different
Is what a Shliach sets out to teach
With liberty, religious freedom
Spreading Yiddishkeit came to be
Through yofutzu mayonosecho chutza
We’ll rebuild Bais Hashlishi
First There Was Rebbe Yisroel
First there was Reb Yisroel
The heilike Ba’al Shem Tov
Then there was Reb Dov Ber
The Maggid of Mezritch
The first Chabad Rebbe
Was the Alter Rebbe, Rebbe Schneur Zalman
He lived in Liadi, he wrote the Tanya
And the Shulchan Aruch
He brought Moshiach closer
For you and for me
The Mitteler Rebbe, the Alter Rebbe’s son
Reb Dov Ber Schneiuri was the second one
Then came the Tzemach Tzedek
Reb Menachem Mendel
And fourth Reb Shmuel
The Rebbe MaHaRaSh
The fifth Rebbe nishmoso eden
Reb Sholom Dov Ber
The Rebbe RaShaB
And sixth Reb Yosef Yitzchok
The Frierdiker Rebbe
With great mesiras nefesh
He came across the sea
The Frierdiker Rebbe
Made schools and yeshivos
He also made Bais Rivkah
For you and for me
Today as chossidim
We are happy as can be
As the Rebbe Shlita
Leads us from 770
He is the seventh Rebbe
And with him we will be
Taken out of golus
To Geulah speedily
Every Single Yid
Leading a nation of kings greeting Eliyahu Hanavi
Every single yid is Hashem’s shliach
To make this very earth a dwelling place for him
Every single chossid is the Rebbe’s shliach
To make this lowly world ready for Moshiach
A Shliach is not at all on his own
In essence he’s one with his master
The master achieves his holy ideals
Through his loyal ideals
A Shliach is a lebedike Shliach
Who breathes fresh life into the souls of the weary
He lovingly embraces
Those who traverse
Haltingly and sadly
The lonely field of life
In places darker than night
Amidst suffering human plight
The Shaliach does perservere
Brilliantly without fear
Regardless of merciless plight
Rebbe he cries with a gasps
Is Moshiach here at last
In places brighter than light
Right near the source and its night
Rebbe we say
Humbly we pray
That Moshiach come today
Little children rare gems
Leading women and men
Tzivos Hashem plants the roots
For the Geulah’s stem’s
Taharas Hamishpacha, Neshek, and Kashtus
Build the home of the nation
Ahava and Chinuch
A fine foundation
Mezuzah, Teffilin, and Tzedokah
Hold life’s loftiest station For the future generations
Learning Torah teaching Chossidus
Drinking from the wellsprings
We all do foresee the Rebbe - our Nassi
Turn The Pages Of Time
(T.T.T.O. Kol B’ramah—MBD)
Turn the pages of time that’s gone by
When examined, one surely asks why
In impoverished conditions they lived
It’s for the moment, they all did insist
Comforts are left in the home
Not needed while we’re on the road
Here, the Neshama spends time
Leaving his real home behind
But the Rebbe can hear a voice
That’s still secret for most of us
That Moshiach is on his way
In this world, we’re here to stay
He declared that we must take hold
By building anchors across the globe
That do establish Hashem’s command
And build for Him a home
The world we live in is not all bad
In fact, it’s here so it can be had
As a sign of His ownership
Over all that does exist
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