October 12, 13th day of Tishrei

B"H

Hey All, this is the second piece written with inspiration from the Hayom app, which is available for download. I cannot take credit for any of these works as they are simply compilations in poetic form. If I have oversimplified, overlooked or made mistakes, I am sorry. The sources are not original and can be checked on the app. This will apply to all further writings in this grouping:

You were my mighty refuge
I refuse to let you go
Though it may not have pleased you
You came to depths, when I was low
Lifted me from ditch and pit
From underground cavern
And in my mundane matters
Became involved

The trumpets blow
In times of success and duress
Be my translator
So all will know that I attest
To greatness with no greater
I set my eyes,
My heart, my ears
To study you have told
From the measurements
Of the Holy home
To the preciousness
Of all the words you chose
I Choose You
I want you to know

At the strongest light of day
So all will know this is your will
I will not hide in shame
Or be embarrassed, won't conceal
I reveal and face this
Even a glimpse will fulfill
A lifelong dream
But I want the entire thing

Faith is something we can have
Trust anyone can do
It changes who you are
In the moment that you choose
And who you were before
It's not who you are now
Faith will lift you up
Trust, brings to the depths down

I didn't choose my faith
It just was
The very trumpets
Are for sadness and triumph
Trust is active
In this moment with both of those
The song is sung
To faith I cling with trust
I make up my mind