Dreaming of Moshiach

Saturday, March 10, 2007

Wake Us Up

Hashem cries tears of sorrow, and we cry tears of bitterness.
A New World is coming pure and magnificent,
and we're still captive , slaves of our evil inclinations.

We are incapable to console our God, standing so far from our Father,
that we don't hear HIS plea, that we don't hear HIS Voice .
We think HE hides from us ,while we hide from HIM ...

We feel lost and breathless, our words are empty,
our Praises pitiful, but we ask and ask .... with an obdurate heart,
and we sleep and sleep .... nothing is waking us up.

But The Creator of all flesh, endlessly watches after His People,
His promise by itself is a seal of Truth that never compromise,
it never did , it will never do. WE WILL BE REDEEMED.

HE doesn't need no help from us to secure HIS children,
HE doesn't need no arms to defend our Land.
What HE wants is a faithful heart,
a remembering mind, a courageous spirit...

HE wants Euphoria when we say HIS Name,
with no hesitation, no doubt in our Faith
HIS Kingdom doesn't have borders,
HE doesn't wait for us to conquer HIS Palace.

HE gave us a Land as an inheritance
and free-will to preserve HIS legacy.
Like a Father with HIS Children,
HE will protect us always against all,
if only we DECIDE we want HIM,
only HIM to live a life of Holiness....

Hashem! ...against my fears of the unknown,
against my feelings of love for this world,
against my will of slave because I don't know better,
Hashem PLEASE, take my hand,
guide me in the right path,
make me chose Good and Life,
wake me up , shake me up with affection and sweetness,
don't make me battle in places I would fail,
consider the good I did, and forgive my weakness.

When I talk to YOU, listen like a Father,
look at me as YOUR child.
If I go back and forth between YOU and pleasure of this world,
Know that I always fight, and that I find no rest
until I come back to YOU.

YOU called me since infancy.
I remember talking to YOU with my childish words,
and already I KNEW ,YOU listened to me.
You raised me, YOU cherished me, YOU guided me ...

Please God keep preserving my soul, keep preserving my life.

Bring me back to my land, push me out of exile with a gentle hand.
Consider even my heart beats,
my momentary thoughts, my sighs for return,
Take for YOU my whispering of faith, my cry of suffering,
and with your secret Might , reveal it as a Praise.

Remember the only word of alliance that I ever pronounced
and make it count like a life of commitment to YOU.
So you will not cry, tears of sadness into the great Oceans,
and will not add at YOUR pain, the one of YOUR beloved.

By Sara Y.

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והיה השם למלך על כל הארץ, ביום ההוא יהיה השם אחד - ושמו אחד ישתבח שמו לעד לנצח נצחים בכל העולמות Blessed is His name for eternity in all worlds אין עוד מלבדו