B"H

Nov. 4th, 6th of Cheshvan

Bring me to song
Even while sad
Fill me with love
Even when I'm in my head
Let my downswing
Not be my downfall
Let it trampoline me
Even higher than before

For if not to rise
Why must I fall
If not to grow
Why must I feel small
Bring me to song
Bring me to soul
I will praise the L-rd
Before them all

I will raise my voice
But not to scream
To make my choice
When I hurt
I will sing

If they smile at my pain
Will they feel pain once I've won
Will I be overjoyed
Once i have overcome

Come over
Even if I can't emote
What's coming over me
For you are my answer
You are my poetry
Come closer
Even if I'm cold
And don't respond
You are my chorus
And you can comfort me
Somewhere under
All the weight that's crushing me
Is a spirit
That wants you near it
But can't display it
Emotionally
Hope with me
Help me cope
Help me along
When I am stuck like a stone
Bring me to song
Bring me to love
You are lovely
Even when I am lost
Give me the strength
To bring others up
Let us rise as one
For the sake
Of all of us

For if not to rise
Why must I fall
If not to grow
Why must I feel small
Bring me to song
Bring me to soul
I will praise the L-rd
Before them all