A child alone on the shore
Waving a light up so high
To signal a ship that no one can see
In a rough empty ocean and vast darkened sky.
As every sailor passed by
They questioned the boy with the light,
“Why little one do you stand at your post
There is nothing and no one in sight?”
The young boy looked up his face all aglow
And waved his small lantern above and below.
Please wait here with me, the ship we will see,
“Dear child explain to us how do you know?”
“I’m firm in my faith, the answer is clear
I’m so very certain the ship will appear.
The captain has told me and promised he’ll come
Of course I believe him, for I am his son.”
The Rebbe, our captain, his promise will keep
Knowing a chossid’s emunah proclaims,
“I’m firm in my faith the answer is clear,
V’hu yigoleinu - omein.”
A Soul A Great Fire
A soul a great fire with burning desire
Reaching the depth of our souls,
Awakens a nation, a firm realization
Moshiach our eyes to behold.
Feelings of pain fanned by the flame
Confused ,our lives torn apart.
Children divided now stand united
Determined to fulfill our part.
Ovinu Malkeinu how can you endure
The pain of the Nossi Hador
Hashem have rachmonus, lemaancha asei
Send the Geulah today.
Oy! Yechi Adoneinu, his royal majesty,
Melech b’yofyo let’s see
After so many years of being concealed
The Rebbe, Moshiach revealed.
Hushed Is The Air
Hushed is the air the, silence is soft
Last words of kaddish are borne aloft,
Our eyes raised to face
The melech’s balcony place
The curtains still closed
My mind starts to race.
The thought is resounding again and again
How can I take a moment of your pain
To see my Rebbe I wait and I thirst
The pain and the love
My heart wants to burst.
The curtains they swing, the Rebbe our melech I see.
“Oy Rebbe,” my heart shouts
“I’ll be all you want me to be”
And for a short moment my heart skips a beat
My eyes the Rebbe’s do meet.
A moment that tells me to keep on be strong
Mein kind it won’t be for long.
For soon is the day the curtains no longer will close
The singing is thunder yechi hamelech it grows,
Our melech will rise with a swing of the hand
United the whole world will stand,
We rise up triumphant with one voice it’s said
Yechi hamelech l’oilom voed.
A Generation So Very Young
(T.T.T.O. Boi V’Shalom - Dveikus)
A generation so very young
Is given a mission so great
To bring back the Shchinah in to this world
A Dirah to create.
Now forty years have gone by
The world knows Moshiach is here
We have fulfilled what has been the goal
For two thousand years.
But Rebbe although you have taught us
Given us strength and assured us
Geulah is finally here
Still to our eyes it is not very clear.
There’s only one way to reveal it
To bring it to life and to feel it
Adapting our lives to a way
The reality of Geulah filling our day.
And Rebbe with you we do Daven
We sit with you by your Farbrengen
With all of our might we do scream
Yechi Hamelech we live with our king.
A Small and Weary Nation
A small and weary nation set adrift
Their walls of pride were trembling in their midst
Their hopefulness their dream of joy
A life so very dear
Lost behind a curtain of despair
Torn, divided, many changed their lives
Their curtain loomed so threatening to their eyes
They threw away their yiddishkeit
They said there is no way
Moshiach, no, he cannot come today
But then a king got up and took the stand
And lovingly he held them in his hand
He spoke to them, encouraged them
He showed them what to do
The words that touched the heart of every Jew
Standing strong the Rebbe leads the way
Milchemes Hashem fighting every day
The stumbling block, the curtains part
The light comes shining through
The Rebbe our Moshiach Tzidkeinu
Dearest Rebbe I write to you
Amidst my longing and pain
All the good things I do
To be closer to you
And be with you again.
Tut altz vos ir kent you did say
To bring Moshiach this is the way
Achdus with friends
More Torah each day
Living Moshiach in every way.
Oh Rebbe have nachas from me
Your chossid I strive to be
Your will’s all that matters
In these darkest hours
Connected forever I’ll be.
I’m ready to greet you
Now is the time to do
As I put down my pen
This letter I end
I’ll put these words into effect.
Broken Without Hope
(T.T.T.O. Mimkoimcha - M.B.D.)
Broken, without hope
A nation is enslaved
Their one and only dream is to be saved.
Beaten, and oppressed
Lives taken away
Victims of hard labor day by day.
An image so divine
A light shines from his face
His feeling of warmth they do embrace.
With certainty he declares
Suffer you will no more
Doubt rises, can this be what we’re waiting for.
But they know that the time has finally come
Moshe our Rebbe - yes! he must be the one
In order to be ready we must prepare
At any second the Rebbe can appear.
Oy Rebbe we know that you are the one
We trust in your message that Geulah has already come
You will redeem us, we do declare
This helps us for Geulah to prepare.
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