the official jewish songbook

The Official Jewish Songbook

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A Project of Tzivos Hashem and The Temimim

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Dedicatedto the

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© 1998 by Bais Chabad of Simcha Monica

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Table Of Contents

Foreword...............................................8

Emunah.................................11Oh Why, We Jews All Cry.........12You’re Never Alone.................12B’siyata Dishmaya..................13Yisroel...................................14Over Here...............................15Little Kite...............................15G-d is Alive and Well in Jerusalem 16Our Holy House......................16Look Around...........................17We’ve Existed So Long............18Hashem is Here......................18

Yarmulka and Tzitzis..............19Amidst the Noise of Busy Traffic20Benjy.....................................20

Torah....................................23I was Made Way Back in 1842..24Good-bye America..................25Har Sinai Was All Aflame.........26Old Folks, Young Folks............26In the Post Talmudic Age........28Dollar Bill...............................30Little Moishie.........................30Just One Shabbos...................31Those Were the Days..............32We’ve Existed So Long............33Who Knows One?....................33In a Dark Cell of Stone............34Sitting by the Table................34The Search.............................35A Pattern With Meaning and Goal36In the Time of the Days of Old. 36What is in Torah That Sets it Apart 37A Voice in the Forest...............37Glory of Our Nation Symbol of All Pride 38Hashem’s Torah......................39Shtotakoi Sefer Torah.............39

Chosen Nation.......................43

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Star of David..........................44Do You Know..........................45In a Small College Town..........46Davening and Learning Starting Each Day 46A Young Prince is Sent............47Marching Forth with Noble Pride47

Birthdays and Jewish Names. .49Happy Birthday......................50When We Were Slaves in Egypt51A Year Has Gone By................52

Rebbe Songs.........................53A King Behind His Soldiers......54By Shabbos Candles................54Despondently Crying..............55Father Please Listen...............56In Fields Of Gold.....................57A Child Alone on the Shore......58A Soul A Great Fire.................58Hushed Is The Air...................59A Generation So Very Young. . .60A Small and Weary Nation.......60Dearest Rebbe I Write To You..61Broken Without Hope..............62Dear Rebbe............................62Redemption Has Arrived.........63The Line Is Long.....................64Head Bent Low.......................64Golus Is Behind Us..................65Farbrengen Is Here.................65Every Passing Day..................66Time Has Gone By...................67At Har Sinai............................68The Rebbe Is..........................69In The Ohel.............................70Yaakov Didn’t Die...................70Let Me Tell You a Story...........71Sounds Of Joy.........................72At An Office In Manhattan.......72Amongst Majestic Mountains...73Confused and Upset................74Sitting In the Darkness...........74A Tear Runs Down From His Cheek 75Dear G-d, I Am Just a Little Boy76With A Tehillim.......................76

Rebbetzin..............................79Devorah Leah’s Aong..............80

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As the sun begins to set..........81Like angels in the sky.............82My Children Are In 770............83The Crown Of Creation............83

Moshiach...............................85No Jew Will Be Left Behind......86Listen My Child.......................87Two Thousand Years...............87It’s Gonna Be The Little Kinderlach88We Are Ready.........................89Ohh Lelle................................90Footsteps...............................90When Moshiach comes............91Miracles.................................92We’re In The Army..................93Yerusholayim.........................94At The Threshold Of New Times95Zeide.....................................96Golus Good-bye......................97Yerusholayim a Place to Live...98The Promise...........................98Twilight..................................99What Can We Do...................100In A Village Near Our Home...100When The Geulah Will Be Here101Wonders And The Glory.........101Proud and free.Count On Me. 102Daddy Dear Tell Me Please....103Someday..............................104Wars And Strife And Fears....104What Can We Do...................105Two Brothers Together.........106When All The Children...........106Am Yisroel, Have No Fear......107Standing Still At The Edge Of Time 108When I Was Young................109Simonim Of Geulah...............110Wake Up, Yidden..................110The Little Bird Is Calling........111

Ahavas Yisroel.....................113Forever One.........................114Return Why Did You Leave Me115Don’t Walk In Front Of Me.....115Two Brothers........................116Be A Friend..........................117

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Who Am I?............................118Reach Out............................119When You Need A Real Friend120Bein Adam Lachaveiro...........120Hashem And The Torah.........121Chaim Chessed.....................122Every Jew Possesses.............124Listen Brothers Listen Friends125Our Ancestry Stems From Just One Man 126To Love A Fellow Jew.............126

Tefilah.................................127Far Over Distant Hills............128The Gift Of Tefillah................128A Russian Boy’s Hopeless Plight129Modeh Ani............................130Together We Cry...................130If You Have A Problem..........131Yankel Am Ha’aretz..............132The Rebbe Of Lublin..............134We Need You........................135

Kashrus and Brochos...........137Hagofen...............................138Hamotzi...............................138Shehakol..............................139Mezonos...............................140Before And After Eating Food 141On Every Continent...............142Ha’eitz.................................142Found Some Peanuts............143Fruit.....................................144So Hashem...Your Lunch Is Packed 144Puff The Kosher Dragon........145Hoadama..............................146A Horse................................146Please Say a Brocha..............147Yanky Studel........................147From The Aisles Of Your Local Grocery 148Moishe Mouse.......................148Always Make A Brocha..........148All The Animals That We Eat..149

Chinuch...............................151Times Did Change.................152A Jewish Parade....................152My Dear Ima.........................153Listen And You’ll Learn.........154How Can I Tell You................155

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The Sun Low In The Sky........155Tears Mingled From His Eyes.156Children Of Royalty...............157Straight And Strong Grows A Tree 157Once When The Miteler Rebbe Dov Ber 158Memories of Times Ago.........159Those First Impressions........159A Little Village......................160Time Moves On.....................160Lying In A Cell Of Stone.........161We March Towards Yerusholayim161Teach Me Father...................162A Small Tree Grows...............163

Parsha................................165Bireishis...............................166Noach..................................166It’s Time To Learn Torah.......167By it’s Mitzvoswe abideLech Lecha 167Toldos..................................167Vayeira................................168Chayei Sara..........................168Vayeitzei..............................169Mikeits.................................169Vayishlach............................170A Small Boy Of Three............170Vayeishev.............................170Vayigash..............................171Vayechi................................171It’s Time To Learn Torah Right Now 172Moshe..................................172Let The Jews Go....................173Voeira..................................173Bo........................................174To The Promised Land...........174The Mon...............................174Yisro....................................175Terumah...............................175Mishpatim............................176Tizaveh................................176Ki Ssisah..............................177It’s Time To Learn Torah Today177Vayakeh - Pekudei................178Vayikra................................178Korbanos..............................179Tzav.....................................180Shemini................................180

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Kedoshim.............................181Tazria-Mitzorah....................182Acharei Mos..........................182Bechukosai...........................183V’ahavto Lreiacho.................184Emor....................................184

Around the Year..................187Rosh Hashana.......................188Buzzy The Bee......................188Yom Kippur..........................188Sukkos.................................189Chanuka...............................189The shemen..........................189Tu B’shvat............................190Purim...................................190When purim comes...............190A Gift From Hashem..............190Pessach................................191Trust In Hashem...................191Lag B’omer...........................192Shevuos...............................192Tisha B’av............................192

Tzedokah............................193One Night a Man Knocked on my Door 194In the Torah..........................194I’m s Little Hunk of Tin..........194The Task of Moshiach’s Dor...195The Winner...........................196The Sound of an Army in the Distance 197In the Dark of Night..............198Walking Alone, with Nowhere to Go 198A Numb Winter Coldness.......199Tzedokah..............................199

Shabbos and Neshek............201Mr. Fix.................................202Cholent................................204When on Shabbos You Go Out204Popeye.................................204When Zaidy was Young.........205I Used to Think.....................206Shabbos Yerusholayim..........207Shabbos Comes on Friday Night208Olive Oil...............................208Yankie Bear..........................208Shabbos is Coming................208Among the Smiles.................209

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By Mir Is Shabbos Shain........209The Callah Lady....................210A Little Girl...........................212The Shabbos Angels..............212Shabbos is Going Away.........212In A One Room Apartment.....213Shloimele.............................214Shabbos is a Day of Love.......215I’m Big Gedaliah Goomber.....216A Young Boy Holds................218If I Would Have The Might.....219One Peaceful Friday Night.....220Just One Shabbos..................221

Mezuzah..............................223I Have A Mezuzah.................224I Ran Around The Corner.......224When Chaim Comes Marching Home 225It Happened Yom Kippur.......225

Tefillin.................................227On A Busy Manhattan Street Corner 228A White-bearded Chossid......228

Jewish Identity.....................229‘Cause I’m A Jew...................23059th Street Gang...................231Broken Dreams.....................232

Tradition.............................235The Silver Cup......................236

A Journey Through Life.........237Ride the Train.......................238One Day At a Time................239Destiny................................240Neshomo’le..........................241

Mesiras Nefesh....................243Night Was Falling.................244A Chossid Is Weeping............245Candy Man...........................246Jews of Silence.....................247Just One Man’s Defiant Stand 247Memories.............................248Dovid’l.................................249Standing In an Empty Field. . .250The L-rd of Hosts..................250Through a Vale of Tears I Peek251

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The Day Will Come................252Awaiting His Turn.................253I Stand So Lonely..................254Boris....................................256The Search...........................257

Lashon Hora........................259Don’t Talk Lashon Hora.........260No Lashon Hora Should Be Said260

Hashavas Aveida.................261Hashavas Aveida..................262

Hafatzas Hamaayonos..........263A Splendorous Tree...............264To a City in the U.S.A............264First There Was Rebbe Yisroel265Every Single Yid....................266Turn The Pages Of Time........267From 770..............................268Through The Gates...............268Listen Every Jew...................269Striding Along......................269A Chossid Must Strive...........270We’re in the Army of Hashem270A Generation of Youth...........271Flames of Terror...................272In the City of Lubavitch.........273

Simcha................................275Shall We Walk In Light Or Darkness 276

Hashgacha Pratis.................277Mexico.................................278

Zrizus..................................279Yetzer Hora..........................280Our Nation Was Thriving.......281

Shleimus Ha’aretz................283Yerusholayim Is Not For Sale.284Blasting Shells In The Air......285

Camp Songs........................287Camp Anthem.......................288School Has Ended.................288A Smiling Face......................288It’s a Camp Of Laughter........289We’re The Best Camp To Be Found 289Shake It Up, Zaidy!...............289Tie Me Yetzer Hora Down, Chief290

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Hey Rebbe, Rebbe................292Oh Dovid..............................293From Camp We Go................294

Alma Matters.......................295Farewell We Say As We Depart296The Rebbe Will Come To Camp296Silence Reigns, The Air Is So Still297Dear Camp Gan Yisroel..........297Over The Summer, Dovid Became 298Sitting At Home, All Alone.....298Now The Hour Draws Near.....299Snuggled By The Fireplace....300Entranced By The Flame........300Recalling My Thoughts..........301Sitting Alone In His Bunk.......302On The Last Day Of The School Year 302Forlornly Gazing From The bus Window 303Standing Side By Side...........304Stars Above Flicker So Bright 305The Recess Bell Rings...........306The Dry, Shriveled Seed........306Deep Winter Has Set In.........307My Counselor’s Care For Me. .308Dear Rebbe, I Am Writing To You308There Chirps A Robin............309On A Still December Day.......310Oh, Why Do You Cry..............310Whispering Wind Through The Trees 311Early One Morning, Just After Dawn 312Silence Permeates The Air.....312The Bunk, So Dark And Silent 313All The Cubbies Are Empty And Clean 314From All The Letters.............314Alone In Their Bunk, Whispering315Dear Rebbe, I felt I Must Send This316Peering Through The Darkened Window 316Dreamily, I Wander About.....317Who Keeps Your Spirits High.318In Younger Years, I’d Heave A Sigh318As The Sun Sets Over The Hilltops 319Alone As A Camper...............320I Shed A Single Tear..............320As He Sits Upon The Hill........321One Night On His Bed He Does Lie 322How Are You, David, My Dearest Friend 322One Winter Evening..............323

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Standing In Line, Deep In Thought 324Slowly, My Eyes Do Wander...324Near Labelle, On The Mountains High 325Dawn Has Broken, A New Day Is Born 326Sitting On A Wooden Bench...327

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Foreword

For about ten months of a year, a child is in school and at home, where his teacher and parents combine to mold his personality, hone his character traits and supervise his acquisition of knowledge. However, during the two to three months of the summer, the child is largely left to his own devices, often, this short period can undo all that has been accomplished during the rest of the year.

To remedy this situation, the Rebbe in (1956) founded Camp Gan Israel. The camp has a dual purpose: it would provide a healthy environment; great wide - open space - a great need for children who all year long were confined among closely set concrete buildings and asphalt pavements. Hand in hand with this freedom would be a continuation of the school year, where the Jewish Education and practices would be maintained and enhanced by a crop of dedicated counselors and staff members, draw from the rank of the Yeshvos of Lubavitch. Each camp would be a “Garden” (Gan) of Jewish children. In the spirit of the Jewish people (Yisroel) of old, permeated with the ethos of chossidus and its founder, Reb Yisroel Ba’al Shem Tov.

Under the personal supervision and guidance of the Rebbe, Camp Gan Israel has, over the years, grown in size, numbers of locations throughout the world, and ha lived up to its name and ideals. The spirit of the camp, which is open to every Jewish child, and the devotion and care of camp staff, lingers in the memory of the campers for all time, helping them in their achievement to their heritage and faith.

From the beginning of Am Yisroel, we have used song to thank and praise Hashem for his great mercy and kindness as well as to beseech him for help in time of trouble and distress. When the Jewish people crossed the Yam Suf, leaving the serfdom of Egypt behind them forever, they sang. So, too, when the mighty army of Syria were defeated and destroyed. Dovid Hamelech’s life, his joy and sorrow, his victories and defeats, speak to us from the pages of his Sefer Tehilim. When our history climaxes with the coming of Moshiach, then, too, we will sing.

This songbook contains songs which were written for and sung at different times and in different camps of Gan Israel. It also contains some songs from camps other those organized by Lubavitch.

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It is our heartfelt wish that this book brings in some small measure nachas to the Rebbe, Nossi Doreinu and that all the sentiments expressed in these songs are speedily fulfilled and that the Rebbe redeems us from this golus now.

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Dear Readers:

This edition of “The Official Jewish Songbook” is, as you may see, far from complete. It is our plan, b’ezras Hashem, to eventually publish a new, corrected and expanded edition of this book.

For this, however, we need your help. We request of you, to send us any matirial, for inclusion in a future edition.

Please send all items to:The Official Jewish Songbookc/o Tzivos Hashem332 Kingston Ave.Brooklyn, NY 11213

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EmunahEmunah

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Oh Why, We Jews All Cry (T.T.T.O. Kosel Maarovi)

Oh why, we Jews all cryAre things so tough, we’ve had enough.We’ve worked and slaved all through these yearsOh, when will Hashem wipe away our tears.

Chorus:Oh, when will we walk hand in handWith Moshiach to the Promised Land.Oh, when will we walk hand in handWith Moshiach to the Promised Land.

We’re thrown around from here to there,It isn’t fair, but our Bitachon is strong.All the Jews are spread apartIt breaks our heart, but it won’t be for long.

For soon, we will walk…

Soon we’ll hear a sound that’s nearTelling us that the time is now.For the sound will be Eliyohu HanoviAnd Moshiach will come to fulfill G-d’s vow.

And then we will walk…

You’re Never Alone Sometimes when you’re feeling all aloneYou need some happiness to call your own,Nothing is going the way it shouldYou’re trying to do the best you could.

Lift up your eyes to the skyYou’re life’s in His hands, trust in Him, He will reply.Guiding all your steps, always at your sideYou are His joy and pride.

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And don’t you know you’re never aloneIt doesn’t matter where you are,There’s nothing in His eyes more special than you,Wherever you go, Hashem goes with you.

B’siyata Dishmaya Have you ever felt, there’s no where to turnThings seem confused, no one’s concernedThe times we live in are oh, so dark,A little faith, a light to sparkThere’s a vision eases painHope arises again, hope arises again.

B’siyata dishmaya whatever we doWhen we need Him to help us, He’ll always come throughNever will we feel aloneWith His help we can stand on our own.

B’siyata dishmaya whatever will beAll the world that we hope for is open to seeWe need Him to show us the wayB’siyata dishmaya.

Sometimes we feel the strength of our handsCan bring us success, but we don’t understandIt’s not always the way it seems, Hashem alone provides our needsAnd stands behind every circumstanceIt’s not only by chance, no, it’s not only by chance.

Prayer after prayer, tear after tear,Begging for help, for heaven to hearWhen Hashem’s on our sideEvery door is open wideOur only hope is to look to the skyWhere He waits for our cryWhere He waits for our cry.

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Yisroel Yisroel, YisroelWhere have you been all these years?I’ve been awaiting your return, Come home let me dry off your tears.

I recall as a young brideHow you were faithful and true,But since then you’ve wandered to strangersWho tried to make traitors of you.

Don’t you be fooled by their liesTheir only aim is to lure you away from me.Won’t you believe that it’s true -I’m the only one for you.

How long, till when Will you endure all their scorns?Though you’ve been beaten by wind and rainYou still are a rose among thorns.

Battered crown, tattered gownYour garments are covered with mud,Still you continue to wanderThough the earth has been soaked with your blood.

What are you hoping to find,Haven’t I given you all you could wish for ?Come back and we’ll start anew,I’ll be here waiting for you.

Oh to behold your countenanceLet the sound of your voice fill my palace,Only then, my dear one,Will you experience true happiness.

Tell me it’s only a dreamTell me that your heart and your soulAre still here with me.Wake up and we’ll be togetherYisroel vikudsha brich hu chad hu.

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Over HereOver here, over there, Hashem’s turly everywhereUp, up, down, down, right, left all around.East side, west side, all around the townThat’s where Hashem can be found.

Little KiteThe sky bright and clear, the wind’s blowing strongWinter has past now the sun is shining proud.What a glorious day to send up a kiteTo dance and to soar high over the clouds.

Through the traffic and noises, I ran to the parkAn island surrounded with castles of stone.With my kite and a spool of clear plastic line,We journey together a long way from home.

Chorus:Little kite tell me for I cannot fly,Can you see distant oceans and mountains so high?But most of all tell me, for I cannot see,Is there G-d in heaven, does He know of me?

Lighter than air, my little kite flewRiding the wind like an angel in flight.So far away now just a speck in the skyReaching the heaven it vanished from sight.

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Well someone passed by and looked at me strange,He asked me, “What you’re doing on this day so fair?Flying a kite, well how could that be?Can’t you see little boy there’s nothing out there.”

Little kite tell me why I’ve been so blindUsing my eyes, oh, in place of my mind?For though I can’t see you I do understand,Your tuggin and pullin the sting in my hand.

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G-d is Alive and Well in JerusalemIf I ever get back to CaliforniaI’m going to round up every Jew I’ve ever known.I’m going to sit them right down here in front of me,Take this guitar and sing them all this song:

G-d is alive and well in JerusalemPeople pray three times a day to HimThrow away the cars, the bars, the stocks ‘n bonds and up kept lawnsGrab a boat, a plane, if need be swim.

Some folks got a Lincoln Continental,With tinted glass so nobody sees in.Just one time I’d like to roll down their windowAnd say: "You ain’t gonna fool the L-rd with this hunk of tin."

G-d is alive and well in Jerusalem, yeahPeople pray three times a day to HimThrow away the cars, the bars, the stocks ‘n bonds and up kept lawnsGrab a boat, a plane, if need be swim!"

Our Holy House(T.T.T.O. Swing and Sway)

Our holy house in ruins and flamesOnly one wall of it remains,The side that outlasted all the restIs the Kosel Ma’arovi on the west.

Throughout the years, every dayThousands of Jews at the Wall do pray,Their tearful eyes to heaven gazeHoping the rest will soon be raised.

Our symbol of courage, of faith and of hopeGiving us strength with the Golus to cope,And rousing our hopes that bimheirah ‘twill beThe wall of the Mikdosh Hashlishi.

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Look AroundLook aroundNow what do you seeHaven’t you wonderedHow it all came to be?

The stars in the sky,The moon and the sun,Haven’t you wonderedWhere they all came from?

Chorus:It all became‘Cause Hashem wanted so,People in the worldAbout Hashem they should know.

Ten words that He spokeThat’s all that was done,From nothing the world did become.

Let there be there lightAnd then there was light,He even createdThe darkness of night.

And much more than thatHashem must always do,He creates the world constantlyAnd makes it brand new.

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Let’s make a manOn earth down below,To show the worldThe way to live,The way the world should go.Seven commandments to the world Hashem did giveTo make the world a better placeFor everyone to live.

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We’ve Existed So Long (T.T.T.O. V’chol Maaminim)

We’ve existed so long‘Cause our Emunah kept us strongThat Moshiach is coming any day.

Through the ages, we have knownThat he’ll come, and take us homeAni Ma’amin be’Moshiach, we would say.

Now, the Rebbe has assuredThe time is here, at lastHigia zman geuloseinu.

So, together we must comeAnd prepare ourselves as oneTo greet Moshiach Tzidkeinu.

Hashem is Here(T.T.T.O. Nigun Simcha (Nigun #169)

Hashem is here, Hashem is thereHashem is truly everywhere.Hashem is here, Hashem is thereHashem is truly everywhere.

Up, up, down, downRight, left, and all aroundHere, there, and everywhere,That’s where He can be found.

Up, up, down, downRight, left, and all aroundHere, there, and everywhere,That’s where He can be found.

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Yarmulka andYarmulka and TzitzisTzitzis

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Amidst the Noise of Busy Traffic (T.T.T.O. Al Kol Aileh)

Amidst the noise of busy trafficPeople running to and fro,Little Moishy stands, bewildered,What can he do, where should he go?

He sees the world all about himA tear, a distant stareBut from then on, his eyes are busyWith the good that’s everywhere.

He puts his lips upon his TzitzisTakes a closer look, and he seesThat they remind him, taryag MitzvosThat Hashem has given you and me.

Lift your eyes up, set them to heavenHashem awaits our call,And from the earth’s four distant cornersHe soon will gather us all.

BenjyOnce there was a soldier, and Benjy was his nameSince he joined the army, it hasn’t been the same,All the men wore helmets and uniforms of grayBut Benjy wore a Kippah and Tzitzis, anyway.

Reveille was early, right at the crack of dawnThe men lined up for roll call, their faces pale and drawnBut Benjy was all bouncy, he wasn’t feeling blah,He always got up early to say Krias Shma.

Chorus:Ki, ki bicho, bicho botochnuMelech Kel rom vinisa Ki, ki bicho, bicho botochnuMelech Kel rom vinisa

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He once was taken prisoner, his captor had a knackFor torturing his captives, until he made them crack.He said, “Come on, start talking,” but Benjy answered, “NopeIt’s time to daven Shacharis, so please untie my rope.”

Benjy blew a siren before a sneak attack.His unit was alerted, and beat the bombers back“Hey Benjy, how’d ya know to blow before those planes were showing?”“It’s Rosh Hashonoh morning, that’s a Shofar I was blowing.”

Chorus:

Benjy forgot his password, one dark and dreary nightThe sentry roared, “Who goes there?” and gripped his rifle tight.Benjy said, “Shma Yisroel Hashem Elokeinu”Replied the guard, “Hashem Echod,” and let him pass on through.

Meals were very tasty, but Benjy had his ownKosher cheese and pickles, and chocolate ice cream cones,His buddies always snickered, but he just laughed at them,Because he was enlisted in the Army of Hashem.

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I was Made Way Back in 1842I was made way back in 1842By a humble man a real G-d fearing Jew,Who did his work with honesty, feeling and with pride,He was known in Kiev as Yankele the Scribe.

With loving care, his hand so sure and stillHe formed me with some parchment, ink and quill.Each day he’d slowly add to me just a few more linesWith words to last until the end of time.

And on the day that I was finally completeThe whole town came and filled the narrow street.And they sang and danced and held me high and carried me awayTo the little wooden shul where I would stay.

And as the Rabbi held me close against his chestHe spoke out loud and clear to all the rest.He said no matter if you’re very young or even if you’re old,Live by the words you’ll find inside this scroll.

Three days a week they read from me out loudIt filled my soul with joy, it made me proud,They followed each and every verse with fire in their eyesThe words that told them how to live their lives.

I watched the generations come and goI saw the old men die, their children grow,But never in a century did I miss my turn once,For the fathers they had left me with their sons.

But the hatred from the west came to KievAnd they rounded up the Jews that had not fled,But Moishele the Shammosh, he was brave and he was boldHe hid me in the cellar dark and cold.

And for years and years I waited all aloneFor the people of my town to take me home,So they’d sing and dance and hold me high when they carried me awayTo my little wooden shul where I would stay.But it was someone else who found my hiding place,And to America they sent me in a crate

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And the men who took me off the boat they said I was a prizeBut they were Jews I did not recognize.

And in a case of glass they put me on displayWhere visitors would look at me and say,“How very nice, how beautiful, a stunning work of art,”But they knew not what was inside my heart.

And across the room I saw upon the shelf,Some old friends of mine who lived back in Kiev,A silver pair of candlesticks a menorah made of brass,We’d all become mere echoes of the past.

So if you hear my voice why don’t you come along,And take me to the place where I belong,And maybe even sing and dance when you carry me awayTo the little wooden shul where I would stay.

And as the Rabbi holds me close against his chest,He’ll speak out loud and clear to all the restHe’ll say no matter if you’re very young or even if you’re old,Live by the words you’ll find inside this scroll,Live by the words you’ll find inside… my soul.

Good-bye AmericaGood-bye AmericaGood-bye pollutionTorah and MitzvosIs the only solution.

Good-bye AmericaGood-bye inflationMoshich is comingTo save the Jewish nation.

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Har Sinai Was All Aflame (T.T.T.O. Hoshi’ah Es Amecha)

Har Sinai was all aflameWhen Hashem’s glory to it came,As angels of heaven grievedThe Torah we receivedThrough it, elevated we became.

Chorus:For when we were crownedTo Malchus Hashem, we were bound.Malchuscho malchus kol olomimYour splendor is everywhere found.

Our only worldly gainIs the spreading of His Holy NameWe receive our daily needsThrough Mitzvosand good deedsAnd subjecting ourselves to His reign.

Old Folks, Young FolksChorus:Old Folks, Young Folks Everybody comeCome to Gan Yisroel, and have a lot of funKiss the mezuzah you’ll find hanging on the doorAnd you’ll hear a lot of stories That you’ve never heard before.

Adam was the first manAnd Eve was his spouse,In the Garden of EdenThey started keeping house.Everything was dandyAnd merry, on the mainTill along came Abel And started raising Cain.

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Noah was a carpenter Who stumbled in the darkCame across a hammerAnd built himself an arkAlong came the animals Two by twoAnd now you know the storyOf the Gan Yisroel zoo.

Isaac was the son of Abraham’s hundredth yearAt the akeidah He didn’t shed a tear.He would have sacrificed himThough his heart was full of strifeBut then he didn’t do it‘Cause he had a Milchig knife.

Eisav was a hunterIn the wild woolly WestHe roamed around the ranch houseAnd combed his hairy chestFor his birthrightHe didn’t really care So he sold it to YaakovFor a nickel, and a beer.

Moshe took the Jews From Pharaoh’s wicked landHe led them toThe Promised LandWhen he struck the rockThere rose a mighty cheerInstead of water, flowedSchlitz malt liquor beer.

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Yonah was a marinerSo goes the ancient taleHe took a Trans-Atlantic tripIn the belly of a whaleYonah felt claustrophobicAnd very much depressedSo, he pushed the belly buttonAnd the whale did the rest.

Daniel was a prisonerBrought before the kingThey played twenty questionsBut couldn’t learn a thingThey threw him in a lions’ denTo perform a great featSo, Daniel became a dentistAnd pulled the lions’ teeth.

Samson was a mighty manFrom the New York Dodgers schoolHe killed ten thousand Yankees With the jawbone of a muleHe had a brotherWho was strong, as wellSamson went to heavenAnd his brother went to....Gan Yisroel

In the Post Talmudic Age(T.T.T.O. V’chol Ma’aminim)

In the Post Talmudic AgeLived a scholar and a sageRabeinu Moshe Ben Maimon was his name.

Wise in so many thingsPhysician to kingsPhilosopher the Rambam of great fame.

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Chorus:Mi’Moshe Ad MosheLo Kom K’MosheA teacher and a leader strong.

Mi’Moshe Ad MosheLo Kom K’MosheTo teach our nation right from wrong.

As a great authorityAnd with care and clarityThe Rambam wrote the Yad Hachazakah.

In this work he clearly listsOf what Jewish law consistsHelping Yidden to keep Hashem’s Torah.

Chorus:

Now the Rebbe todayHas suggested a good wayFor Jews around the world to be as one.

Study Maimonidies lawsThroughout the globe corners fourAnd help Moshiach speedily to come.

Chorus:

Now in countries far and nearYou can clearly see and hearPeople learning Rambam every single day.

The same section of TorahFrom the Yad HachazakahBringing unity in yet another way.

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Dollar BillOne day a dollar bill went floating through the airIt flew into a synagogue and no one else was thereIt landed on the Bimah and it tried to go to sleep,But from the Aron Kodesh a voice began to speak.

“Who is in my synagogue?” the dollar bill said “I.I’ve come here from America, there’s nothing I can’t buyThat’s why people worship me now tell me who are you?”“My name is the Torah and all I say is true.”

“Tell me, tell me Torah, why do you seem so sad?You live in this nice synagogue, I think you should be glad.”“I’ve always lived with Israel,” the Torah did reply“And my people do not listen, and I just wonder why.”

The dollar bill was laughing as it flew into the airIt flew into the street and some people gathered there,Everyone was jumping up to get it in their handEveryone was jumping up in the Promised Land.

And somewhere in the synagogue very late at nightThere burned an olive oil lamp, it’s the eternal light,And from the Aron Kodesh a cry is heard once moreAnd if you look real close you can see the tear drops on the floor.

Little Moishie

Little Moishie went to cheder every dayAnd with the other children he learned to say,Alef, beis, gimmel, daled, hayAnd the rabbi would smile at him in a special way.

When they came and went no one ever sawThe study of the Torah was forbidden by the law.In the ominous dark shadow of the KGBThey learned the alef-beis secretly.

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“Alef, beis, gimmel, daled, hay”Moishe and the children would all say.Together they’d repeatWith voices soft and sweetAlef, beis, gimmel, daled, hay

Soldier boots scraping on the hallway floorTerrified young eyes focused on the door.The crusty hardened face of the soldier that appearedFilled the cheder room with great fear.

He singled out Moishe - “What have you learned?”To the scared young child all faces turnedWith the bayonet so close, he had no choice but to say,“Alef, beis, gimmel, daled, hay.”

Somewhere in that soldier’s memoryHimself as a young child he did seeAs the image passes before his mind tears came to his eyes,All the cheder children heard him say with a sigh.

“Alef, beis, gimmel, daled, hayThere was a time when those letters I would say,”He fought back his emotionAnd to the soldier down the hallHe called, “Let’s move on there’s nothing here at all.Let’s move on there’s nothing here at all.”

Just One Shabbos (T.T.T.O. of Yankee Doodle)

Just one ShabbosJust one TorahJust one Hashem, Who can’t be seenCommandments, He commanded usSix hundred and thirteen.

How many Fathers, one, two, three.How many Mothers, four.How many children, you and meAnd many millions more.

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Those Were the DaysOnce upon a time in ancient EgyptMoses asked that all the Jews go free,But Pharaoh and his army were so stubbornThey ended up beneath the churning sea.

Chorus:Those were the days, my son,When we were number oneWe had no fear, for Torah led the way.My friends do not despairMoshiach’s almost hereAnd we’ll be number one again some day.

Hashem Melech Hashem MolochHashem Yimloch Leolam Voed.Hashem Melech Hashem MolochHashem Yimloch Leolam Voed.

The Philistines were arrogant and mightyAnd they would not leave the Jews alone,Sampson would not tolerate such chutzpaHe crushed them in a hail of falling stone.

Chorus:

Haman was a big shot down in PersiaHe had the perfect plan but he forgotThat Mordechai and Esther had connections,They hung him, and he hung there with his plot.

Chorus:

Now my friends the torch of hope is burningHold it high and never let it drop,And when we’re number one again rememberIt’s Torah that has brought us to the top.

Chorus:

We’ve Existed So LongWe’ve existed so long

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For the Torah kept us strongAnd the Torah will never disappear—oh, no!

Through the ages, it was broughtBy the children, who were taughtTo follow it, and constantly declare:

“I’m a Jew, and I’m proudAnd I’ll sing it out loud‘Cause forever, that’s what I’ll be.

“I’m a Jew, and I’m proudAnd it’s without a doubtThat Hashem is always watching over me.”

Who Knows One?Who knows one?I know one!One is Hashem, one is Hashem, one is HashemIn the heavens and the earth.

Who knows two?…Two are the luchos that Moshe brought,And one is Hashem…

Three are the fathers…Four are the mothers…Five are the books of the Torah…Six are the books of the Mishna…Seven are the days of the week…Eight are the days before a bris…Nine are the months before a baby’s born…Ten are the Aseres Hadibros…Eleven are the stars in Yosef’s dream…Twelve are the tribes of Yisroel…Thirteen are the Midos of Hashem…Fourteen are the books of the Rambam…

In a Dark Cell of StoneIn a dark cell of stoneTwo souls are yearning,The young Russian boy sits alone

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The soldiers surroundingYeshiva is burning.

Father we cry out to theeTheir Rebbe’s teachings in mind,A closeness that bindsThe two little children as oneWrapped in kedusha they learn through the night,The flickering candles burn bright.

Chorus:Ma’hevel Pihem Shel Tinokos Shel Bais RabbanOn this alone our world exists,Through the ages as sufferings unfoldOur children have stood strong and bold.

Sitting by the Table(T.T.T.O. The Search—J.E.P. II)

Sitting by the table, under the treesBothered by spiders, mosquitoes and beesThe learning teacher standing there, trying to teachSearching for a way, his children to reach.

I know how you want to learn to do what is right,But you find it so difficult to put up the fight,So many distractions are constantly thereSo hard to overcome, it’s really not fair.

But the things that come difficult, are so much more dearAnd to help you out in this fight, is why we are hereWorking together, hand in handTrue soldiers, awaiting the Rebbe’s command.

If only I knew, how to come across to youHow much we would accomplish, how much we could doI spend so much time with you on my mindYour path to hatzlochoh, I’m trying to find.If you’d only realize, we’re not working on opposite endsYour counselors and your learning teachers are your best friendsOur summers we’re devoting, to help you excelI only beg of you, to help us as well.

Together, we both can reach the greatest heightsTogether, we can’t be stopped by the most difficult fights

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And we can be sure, that in a very short whileTogether, we will succeed to make the Rebbe smile.

The SearchI search and I wander lost and aloneMy friends but a shadow, and no place my homeThe sun shines so strongly, but I cannot seeThe road is too steep, with no passage for me.

I’m mearly a child, but inside I’ve grown oldThe world cannot touch me, for each touch is coldThe warmth that I search for is nowhere is sightI see only sorrow I see only night.

A voice came to meet me, extending it’s heartA voice pleading softly, do not stand apartA voice giving warmth I’d not known beforeA voice casting light as it opened the door.

I followed that voice and soon I could seeA room filled with children all welcoming meThe beauty of Torah was drawing me nearA light in the darkness so pure and so clear.

I followed that voice and soon I could seeA room filled with children so different than meThe study of Torah, we hope and we prayWill shatter the darkness turn night into day.

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A Pattern With Meaning and GoalA pattern with meaning and goalTorah elevates our soulTorah is our way of lifeAnd delivers from trouble and strife.

Remember the cries and tearsThe martyrs of our Golus yearsBut Torah gave us our mightHelping us fight and unite.

And now, the world does pleaYisroel, please conquer meBring the Geulah ShleimahBy increasing your Limud HaTorah.

In the Time of the Days of OldIn the time of the days of oldThrough the years that remain untoldThe spirit of Torah was burning brightGiving them the strength to fight.

But, as many years went byThe fire began to flicker and dieThe Golus water extinguished the flameWith Klal Yisroel to blame.

So the Rebbe, hearing the callKnowing that the Yidden would fallFor without learning Torah night and daySurvival is no other way.

Out went the Mitzvah TanksAs far as the Western BankTorah tzivo louo MosheEveryone learn this baal peh.

So the P’sukim everyone should learnThe walls of Golus to burnTo bring Moshiach to every JewBimheirah beyomeinu.

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What is in Torah That Sets it ApartWhat is in Torah that sets it apartSo precious and holy, and dear to our heart.

The innermost wisdom and will of HashemWere hidden in Torah and given to men.

Learning it kindles a desire so strongTo follow its precepts, and never do wrong.

To cling to it always, and live by its lightThe ideals and principles, shining so bright.

Therefore we love it, and long for it soWe carry it and study it wherever we go.

Our Ahavas HaTorah, a burning fireReady to sacrifice our lives, our desire.

A Voice in the ForestI hear in the forest a cry and a shoutA father seeks his children who have wandered about.

Children, children where can you beThat you no longer remember me.

Children, children return to your homeFor it’s hard for me to be here all alone.

Father, father how can we return once moreThe guards are all surrounding the door.

Children, children Torah you should learnThen Biyas HaMoshiach you will surely earn.

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Glory of Our Nation Symbol of All PrideGlory of our nation symbol of all prideOsios Hatorah forever our guideWhat is your message to Yidden worldwideTell us your secrets hidden deep inside.

Yidden, chossidim, children of HashemEach one of you is an Ois Hatorah tooListen to our song, and remember as you doEvery single letter has a lesson just for you.

A little scratch or any tiny crackShould be fixed at once and changed right backThe Torah must be read from, properlyWith every letter perfect as can be.

Each of us must really do our bestEverything we do has its effectI’m trying hard to be all I can beKlal Yisroel truly counts on me.

The sofer sits and works so carefullyWriting every letter separatelyEvery ois must have its proper placeIn between each one a holy space.

We each have a task that’s our’s aloneA mission to accomplish on our ownLet’s do what’s right and still at the same timeLet us give our neighbor space to shine.

Look us over you are sure to findIn every word at least two are combinedA word can never be a single oisWhy is it that way do you suppose?

Alone each one of us just cannot standWe need to reach out with a helping handTogether our success is sure to beWhen we all combine our energy.At times a single ois is all it takesTo give a word a fully different face

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When you add an aleph to golaSuddenly it turns to Geulah.

You never know just how a single deedMight just be the only thing we needThe Rebbe said it’s up to you and meTo bring down the aleph finally!

Chorus:Chossidim we’re one familyOur power is our unity,Together ad mosai we screamWe share one goal, one dream.

Rebbe, you see us now more than everYou can hear our different voices blend together,Oh, how we need to see youSmiling triumphantlyLeading us all to the Mikdash Hashlishi.

Hashem’s TorahTorah, Hashem’s TorahWhat kind of kids learn Hashem’s TorahFat kids, skinny kids, kids that climb on rocksTall kids, short kids, even kids with chicken poxLearn Torah, Hashem’s TorahThe stuff kids love to learn.

Shtotakoi Sefer TorahIn a little town in RussiaA Jew was passing throughHe saw a little childAnd asked are you a Jew.

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The little child answeredYes it’s really soMy Bobbe always tells meBut more I do not knowThe Jew then noddedAnd in a gentle toneAsked do you want a letterAll your very own.

In a Sefer TorahWritten all by handIn old YerusholayimIn the Holy Land.

There is a holy TzaddikWho prays for you and meAnd wants all Jewish ChildrenOne in unity.

Buying flaming lettersIn the holy scrollLinking them togetherInto one great soul.

The child said here’s a rubleA letter I must buyA tear fell from his eyeAnd he began to cry.

My Bobbe when she davensAlways says to meRemember you’re a JewWherever you may be.

And she says in heavenOur suffering G-d does seeAnd one day He’ll save usAnd make us proud and free.

The stranger also criedAnd took the small child’s handAnd said I see in your heartYou really understand.

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The Ba’al Shem Tov always taught usThat He who is aboveWill one day come and free usAnd show us His great love.

The stranger continuedI am sorry we must partBut the spark of EmunahKeep flaming in your heart.

That is all I can tell youAll I have to sayAnd then the stranger leftGoing on his way.

The child ran to his BobbeAnd held her gentle handShtotakoi Sefer TorahI really must understand.

She shook her head sadlyAnd said with a sighThe time has truly comeAnd tell you I must try.

The hours passed quicklyAnd in the dark of nightThey came to the shulAnd beheld a wondrous sight.

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A Sefer Torah in the Aron KodeshContaining Hashem’s wordTheir hearts pounded quicklyBut a sound could not be heard.

Onochi and Taryag MitzvosThey sensed with their heartG-d’s Torah link with JewsThat would never part.

Come said the BobbeIt is dangerous to stayBut from this day forwardWe will know what to pray.

We will cry with all our heartAnd pound at heaven’s doorAnd ask with all our mightThat Golus be no more.

Yes Bobbe, said the childI think I understandTo be free from GolusAnd return to our Holy Land.

And learn letters of the Sefer TorahEvery day and nightAnd do Hashem’s MitzvosWith all our soul and might.

The Rebbe Shlita has told usOur goal and taskShtotakoi Sefer TorahEvery Jew must ask.

To this we’ll exert our effortAnd time not wasteThis will end our GolusAnd bring Moshiach in great haste.

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ChosenChosen NationNation

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Star of DavidFor his fourteenth birthday, David, received a golden chainWith a golden Jewish star, encircling his nameHe loved his Star of David, it meant so much to himAround his neck he wore it always, even in the gym.

And whenever he looked down, he would see the golden starThat seemed to tell him, David remember who you are.

Sports he loved, but most of all It was the roar of the crowd at the crack of the batWhen he hit that old baseballIn his senior year of high schoolWas fulfilled his dreamWhen he received a scholorship to play for a college team.

Well university was different then back in S. LouisIt was so easy to forget what it meant to be a Jew.

When he’d look into the mirror he would see the Jewish starThat seemed to tell him remember who you areRemember who you are, remember who you are.

The big league scouts were watching, they all came to seeDavid spark the team to success and on to victoryThe championship was to be held out in L.A.But it was scheduled for Yom Kippur day.

David was torn he didn’t know what to doOn Yom Kippur day the synagogue was the place, yes he knew.

Well he had a Jewish star and he had a Jewish nameBut this was his chance for stardom and fameRemember who you are, remember who you are.

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The team ran out on the field the crowd rose to their feetThey were clapping David, it was him they’d come to greetThey clapped their hands and cheered until the game beganAnd away from the stadium a star called David ranAnd clutched in his hand you could see a golden chainA chain with a golden Jewish star encircling his name.A star called David.

Do You KnowDo you know,That Hashem loves you so.You are to Him so deerYou got nothing but Him to fearAnd He’s found everywhere,Did you know?

Do you know,That He made the rain and snow.He makes the dear run fastAnd He made the turtle slowAnd He makes the river flow,Did you know?

Chorus:Do you know,That Hashem is watching you.And He knows what you’ve doneAnd what you will do soon,And Hashem lives with you inside your room?

Do you know,That Hashem makes us growTall like me, or maybe four foot three,It’s the way that Hashem wants us to be.

Do you know…Do you know, do you know, did you know?

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In a Small College Town(T.T.T.O. Hashem Yishmarcha—Miami)

In a small college townThere is a young man feeling downHis future an uncertaintyOh, what will become of me?

A Chabad House is nearbyThe young man gives it a try,Directions maybe here I’ll findAnd have peace of mind.

He discusses YiddishkeitAll through the nightBut he cries, I don’t belongI am too far gone.

The Shliach says, not trueHagam shechoto Yisroel huNo matter where you may roamYou can always come back home.

Davening and Learning Starting Each DayDavening and learning starting each dayIn shul, amongst his friends, yearning to stay,Downtown he must go, amongst the people whoIdentify him simply as a Jew.

Mitzvos to him precious as a gem,Lunch alone, he cannot sit with themTaking time for Mincha, ignoring all that’s saidMeetings with a kippah on his head.

Five p.m. returning home, completely unaware,An impact made on everybody thereA Jew is always close to G-d, he proved to themAn everlasting Kiddush Hashem.

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A Young Prince is Sent To a far land, a young prince is sentA land so strange and distantIn order that he may test his only sonThe king orders this done.

In this strange place, our prince does roamHow he wishes to go homeOh, this country is so empty, so baseHow many trials I face.

The King is our Father AboveWho, in order to prove our loveTells us that descend we mustTo this lonely world of dust.

The son is every Jewish soulBy withstanding temptation belowHe’ll nachas to his father sendAnd bring our Golus to its end.

Marching Forth with Noble Pride

(T.T.T.O. Nigun Simcha—Nichoach vol. 12)

Marching forth with noble prideGrowing with each strideWe are the men, the servants of HashemAvodim onu diKudsha Brich HuIlluminating darkness is our holy goal.

From slaves in Egypt landLed by His mighty handTo Sinai we came, and did proclaimDo, then understand.

The commandments of our KingStill in our ears do ringKi li binei Yisroel avodim.

By following the Rebbe’s words, as servants to a masterWe will end our sad history.To bring Moshiach Tzidkeinu a little bit fasterAnd with him, our victory.

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Birthdays andBirthdays and Jewish NamesJewish Names

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Happy BirthdayThe long awaited cryFills the delivery roomTo the nurses standing aroundIt’s the old familiar tune.

But to a mother young and proudIt’s not another boy or girlIt’s a new born Jewish childIt’s a gift for all of the world.

Chorus:Happy Birthday to youHappy Birthday,That special child means you tooIt’s your birthday.

It’s that one and only dayWhen your luck stands so strongLike when Rosh Hashonoh comesWe separate right from wrong.

We look back at the passing yearAnd all the good things we’ve achievedAnd decide from here and onIt’s only gonna be good deeds.

Chorus:

So the next time your birthday arrivesThank G-d for giving you life,Learn Torah a little moreAnd give tzedokah to the poor.

Invitations to your party sendTo all your family and friends,Please come and join with meA celebration it’s gonna be.

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When We Were Slaves in Egypt

When we were slaves in Egypt so many years agoThere was a very evil king, his name was PharaohHe tried to wipe the Jews out and for that he is to blameHashem destroyed his plans because we kept our Jewish name.

Chorus:Is your name Chaim, is your name Moishe, Dovid, Yitzchok, Nachman, YisroelIs your name Dina , is your name Sorah, Chana, Leah, Rivkah or Rochel.

You see that every Jewish child received a special nameWhen they were young and oh so small before they learned to crawlAnd if you’ll stand and shout your name and join along with meWe’ll tell the world, the whole wide world that we’re proud as can be.

I’ve got a name I’ve got a lovely Jewish nameI hope that you will tell me yours and I will do the same.You’ve got a name, you’ve go a lovely Jewish nameI hope that you will tell me yours and I will do the same.

Although we’re not in Egypt and Pharaoh’s not our kingRemember that your Jewish name’s a very special thingSo use it all the time no matter where you may beStand up proud and shout it loud and sing along with me.

Chorus:

I’ve got a name I’ve got a lovely Jewish nameMy name is _____ _____ and I’m not a bit ashamedYou’ve got a name you’ve got a lovely Jewish nameNow that I have told you mine won’t you do the same.

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A Year Has Gone By(T.T.T.O. Happy Birthday)

A year has gone byIn many ways I grewI’m older, I’m smarterSo I should be frumer, too.

New hachlatos I’ll makeThis day, every yearBecause, on a birthdayMazolo gover.

Just like on Rosh HashonohWe all account for every deedThe same way, on a birthdayA cheshbon nefesh is what we need.

If we use out this special dayIn a truly proper waySurely, this year will followA shnas hatzlocho in every way.

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Rebbe SongsRebbe Songs

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A King Behind His Soldiers A king behind his soldiersThey march with utmost prideKnowing their king is at their side.

Without warning the enemy strikesThey turn wanting to retreatStaying will surely cause defeat.

But the king says we went so farI assure you we will succeedListen to my voice, my decision you shall heed.

The soldiers stop unsureBut their loyalty remains so strong Knowing that the king is never wrong.

The king is Moshiach who rules over us allHe leads us to our victory not letting us fallHis words are our commandWe must listen no questions to be askedHe is the king his word is last.

He told us to spread that Moshiach is hereDon’t be deceived by the darkness, it will soon disappearAlthough hard to perceiveWe must listen, no questions to be askedHe is the king this is our task.

By Shabbos Candles By Shabbos candles burning brightlyI sit alone with my memoriesTimes of beauty, times of joyHow vast is now the void.

A golden era I recallAs the candle light flickers on the wallThe portrait there beckons to meThe Rebbe’s face I see.

Hashem I don’t understandAn answer from you I demand

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What do you expect from meWhen my Rebbe I don’t see.

Oy! To live Moshiach I do striveFor the Rebbe’s will is my lifeSo I act in a Geulah’dike wayL’chiyos im Moshiach every day.

Oy! But Rebbe I promise Your holy words I shall uphold.Nothing will stop me From doing that which you have told.Rebbe I’m your soldierTo you my life I dedicate.

‘Cuz I know that you’re with meIn every step I takeI’ll do what I canTo bring Moshiach with great hasteAnd once again together we’ll farbreng.

Despondently CryingDespondently crying feeling so aloneStranded on an island so far away from home.His will to continue slowly fades awayHis thoughts of his future depressing and gray.

But no I must try it’s pointless to cryA civilized life I’ll lead hereI’ll struggle and strive and I’ll prosper and thriveWith the hopes that my rescue is near.

Oy Rebbe although we feel so aloneConnected to you we must beFor a chossid I am, I will carry out your planYour return inspiring me.

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Father Please ListenFather please listen For I would like to shareMy feelings and thoughts During this past year,Lost and confused In despair I do cryOh answer me dear father,Tell me why.

A Shabbos has passedSunday has gone byEach and every dayBrings forth another sigh,The farbrengens that we heardThe dollars we’ve received A helem for so long,Who could believe?

My son you’re not aloneI also feel the painYet a purpose there must beLet me explain.

Darkness of night Precedes the lightShining forever more,These troubled times do showThat Moshiach’s at our door.

It’s in our handsWe must take the stand Following the Rebbe’s call,Tut altz vos ir kent Was the message to us all.

The work is being doneAnd still he has not comeHow long can this Golus last? Ad mosai Hashem, till when.

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The work is being doneAnd still he has not comeHow long can this Golus last? Ad mosai, Hashem, enough.

Our wounds please do healLet Moshiach be revealedWith the cries of yechiWe will march to victory.

In Fields Of GoldIn fields of gold he sits all aloneWatching his flock graze nearby,Yet a tune of hope wings its way to the skyFor David sings praise to Hashem.

Once more on the run a wondering kingWaiting to ascend his throne,Still his melodies play full of trust, full of loveThe faith in the One Above.

Chorus:And then a pledge of acceptance,His banner of royalty raisedTo crown His king acclaiming his reignA nation as one we proclaim -Yechi hamelech a pledge of acceptanceOne by one forces unite,Barcheinu Ovinu kulonu kiechodWith the eternal Geulah.

A jewel crown await to be placedOn the Rebbe, Moshiach ou king,So hand in hand together we standIn achdus let our voices ring.

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A Child Alone on the ShoreA child alone on the shoreWaving a light up so highTo signal a ship that no one can seeIn a rough empty ocean and vast darkened sky.

As every sailor passed byThey questioned the boy with the light,“Why little one do you stand at your postThere is nothing and no one in sight?”

The young boy looked up his face all aglowAnd 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 clearI’m so very certain the ship will appear.The captain has told me and promised he’ll comeOf course I believe him, for I am his son.”

The Rebbe, our captain, his promise will keepKnowing a chossid’s emunah proclaims,“I’m firm in my faith the answer is clear,V’hu yigoleinu - omein.”

A Soul A Great FireA soul a great fire with burning desireReaching the depth of our souls,Awakens a nation, a firm realizationMoshiach our eyes to behold.

Feelings of pain fanned by the flameConfused ,our lives torn apart.Children divided now stand unitedDetermined to fulfill our part.

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Ovinu Malkeinu how can you endureThe pain of the Nossi HadorHashem have rachmonus, lemaancha aseiSend the Geulah today.

Oy! Yechi Adoneinu, his royal majesty,Melech b’yofyo let’s seeAfter so many years of being concealedThe Rebbe, Moshiach revealed.

Hushed Is The AirHushed is the air the, silence is softLast words of kaddish are borne aloft,Our eyes raised to face The melech’s balcony placeThe curtains still closed My mind starts to race.

The thought is resounding again and againHow can I take a moment of your painTo see my Rebbe I wait and I thirstThe 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 beatMy eyes the Rebbe’s do meet.A moment that tells me to keep on be strongMein kind it won’t be for long.

For soon is the day the curtains no longer will closeThe singing is thunder yechi hamelech it grows,Our melech will rise with a swing of the handUnited the whole world will stand,We rise up triumphant with one voice it’s saidYechi hamelech l’oilom voed.

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A Generation So Very Young(T.T.T.O. Boi V’Shalom - Dveikus)

A generation so very youngIs given a mission so greatTo bring back the Shchinah in to this worldA Dirah to create.

Now forty years have gone byThe world knows Moshiach is hereWe have fulfilled what has been the goalFor two thousand years.

But Rebbe although you have taught usGiven us strength and assured usGeulah is finally hereStill to our eyes it is not very clear.

There’s only one way to reveal itTo bring it to life and to feel itAdapting our lives to a wayThe reality of Geulah filling our day.

And Rebbe with you we do DavenWe sit with you by your FarbrengenWith all of our might we do screamYechi Hamelech we live with our king.

A Small and Weary NationA small and weary nation set adriftTheir walls of pride were trembling in their midstTheir hopefulness their dream of joyA life so very dearLost behind a curtain of despair

Torn, divided, many changed their livesTheir curtain loomed so threatening to their eyesThey threw away their yiddishkeitThey said there is no wayMoshiach, no, he cannot come today

But then a king got up and took the stand

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And lovingly he held them in his handHe spoke to them, encouraged them He showed them what to doThe words that touched the heart of every Jew

Standing strong the Rebbe leads the wayMilchemes Hashem fighting every dayThe stumbling block, the curtains partThe light comes shining throughThe Rebbe our Moshiach Tzidkeinu

Dearest Rebbe I Write To YouDearest Rebbe I write to youAmidst my longing and painAll the good things I doTo be closer to youAnd be with you again.

Tut altz vos ir kent you did sayTo bring Moshiach this is the wayAchdus with friendsMore Torah each dayLiving Moshiach in every way.

Oh Rebbe have nachas from meYour chossid I strive to beYour will’s all that mattersIn these darkest hoursConnected forever I’ll be.

I’m ready to greet youNow is the time to doAs I put down my penThis letter I endI’ll put these words into effect.

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Broken Without Hope(T.T.T.O. Mimkoimcha - M.B.D.)

Broken, without hopeA nation is enslavedTheir one and only dream is to be saved.

Beaten, and oppressedLives taken awayVictims of hard labor day by day.

An image so divineA light shines from his faceHis feeling of warmth they do embrace.

With certainty he declaresSuffer you will no moreDoubt rises, can this be what we’re waiting for.

But they know that the time has finally comeMoshe our Rebbe - yes! he must be the oneIn order to be ready we must prepareAt any second the Rebbe can appear.

Oy Rebbe we know that you are the oneWe trust in your message that Geulah has already comeYou will redeem us, we do declareThis helps us for Geulah to prepare.

Dear RebbeDear Rebbe I want to expressMy feelings my distressJust as in the past at times of concernOh Rebbe, again to you I turn.

These months have slowly passed us byOur prayers pierced the skyYet no change that I can discernDear Rebbe for you I yearn.

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Oh a possuk to say at your sideWhat a feeling of closeness and prideAt farbrengen with my wineI stare in your eyesNow this comfort, oh where can I find.

Oh dear Rebbe I must let you knowHow your plight pierces my soulMy life is just not the sameA new person I becameWith hope I’ve helped yours, truly I remain.

Redemption Has Arrived Redemption has arrived That’s what the Rebbe prophesiedMoshiach has come It’s already begun.

Let’s rejoice in ecstasy Because we’re sure as can beThat teikef u’miyad Our very eyes will see.

The Rebbe King MoshiachWalking right into shulSmiling at his kinderlach Cheering on their song.

The world will gather passionately To the Rebbe in 770In the Bais Hamikdosh HashlishiWe know it won’t be long.

Why has so much time gone byThis question brings tears to our eyesRebbe, dear Rebbe We know you are alive.

But why can’t we see youWhy all the sufferingYet we believe in you with perfect faithSoon we know we’ll see...

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The Line Is LongThe line is long the wait is wearyIt seems she won’t ever make it there,She wonders how ever patientSo much time with others he can share.

A diamond counter doesn’t tireEven though he may stand all dayAnd each Jew the Rebbe tells herWe must think of in that very way.

The path is paved we must proceedWith boundless love for every YidTo banish golus caused by hateAnd its darkness oh so great.

Aha now at last we stand as oneAll the golus work is doneTogether we demand to seeThe Rebbe doh lemattoh speedily.

Head Bent Low Head bent low as prayers flow The Rebbe weeps -Knowing his time has come.

He feels he must find from those left behindOne who will lead -Like a father leading his son.

With a gartel in hand he wraps him aroundMenachem Mendel b’ni as Rebbe you’re crowned,The moment is right it’s now and it’s trueMy son their waiting for you.

Di zun is fargangen di zun is aropChossid in Rebbe’ns hartzDi tzeit is richtig di tzeit is gleichRebbe mir varten far eich

Golus Is Behind Us(T.T.T.O. Yud Beis Tammuz Niggun)

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Golus is behind usOur work is now doneIt is time for all as oneTo reveal a truth, which lays deep down beneathTo reveal our nitzos, our belief.

That’s the only thing which is now in demandFulfilling our commandEducating all we must publicize, proclaimOur melech physically does reign.

Just one task left to achieveShowing all a kingship, which must be receivedA king stands and guides for all to seeFrom Beis Moshiach 770Now we have the truth to tellto proclaim with Ahavas YisroelShowing all by whom we’re ledYechi HaMelech L’olam Voed.

Farbrengen Is HereFarbrengen is here, the Rebbe is nearA feeling of closeness fills the airUnited as one, like father and sonWe’re bound to the teachings of chossidus.

The Rebbe feels for every JewAf al pi shechoto Yisroel huThrough hiskashrus to the RebbeWe’re mekushar to HashemKi tzadikim domim liboram.

Just like the kohen godol in the Kodesh KodoshimOur yechidus with the Rebbe brings yiras ElokimOur hearts inspired to bring us higherCloser to the coming of Moshiach.

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Every Passing Day Every passing dayQuestions grow so strongTell me, tell me, tell meWhere have we gone wrongSo many rabbis and so many JewsThink we’ve lost our mindsTo say Moshiach’s coming soonHere and now in our times.

How could Moshiach comeNow standing before G-d’s throneIt’s hard to believeWe can barely conceiveOh, Hashem, how’d you leave us alone?

I remember the night farbrengensI remember how we would singI remember the Rebbe talkingHis voice still does ring.

I remember every time He spokeHe always said these wordsThat Moshiach will be coming soonHe’ll be coming to save the world.

And he would not give us false hopesAnd he would not tell us liesAnd he would not tell the future If he hasn’t seen it with his eyes.

How would He have all the answersTo all the questions he was askedAnd if He says Moshiach’s comingHe’ll be here at last.

So hold on, hold onDon’t let hope fade awayYes the skies turn grayAnd the clouds brought rain.But the facts all still remainWe are standing strong

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It won’t be longLet the world just laugh on byI still believe, we will succeedAnd soon Moshiach will be revealed.

‘Cause He would not give us false hopesAnd He would not tell us liesAnd He would not tell the future If He hasn’t seen it with his eyes.

No He would not give us false hopesAnd He would not let us strayAnd if He said Moshiach’s comingYou can bet He’s on His way.

Time Has Gone ByTime has gone byIt’s been so long nowThe Rebbe is hidden from our eyesWe don’t hear farbrengensNor watch him by tefillosFor dollars we no longer go by.

We cannot continueTo lead our lives normally Just as if nothing has gone wrong He is our Father, and we are his childrenTogether with him we belong.

The pain of concealment Tears our heart and soulHow long can this golus carry onTatte, oy Tatte we plead, open up your doorAnd welcome back your one and only son.

Each and every YidTruly deserves to see HashemInstead in this darkness we do roamWe cry out ad mossai - till whenDemanding that finallyThe Rebbe should take us all back home.

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At Har SinaiAt Har Sinai the Yidden did standVayichan shom Yisroel - hand in handMoshe their Rebbe, told them he must leaveIn order that the Torah they may receive.

For forty days I will be goneDo not despair - you must remain strongMy dear children, I will return And Hashem’s Torah we will learn.

With great anticipation, they counted each dayBut the time was passing, how much longer must they waitWhere is our Rebbe, the Yidden did cryFourty days gone by, we need you at our side.

The Satan, pointed to the skyLook up at your leader - see he diedA bed they saw, the pain they could not takeThis led them to make the fateful mistake.

In 770 we all did hearThe Rebbe King Moshiach, stating clearAnovim the time of your redemption is hereFor Moshiach you must prepare.

Although it may be hard for our king we do not seeI know that the Rebbe is looking after meAnd is asking you and me, what have you done to bringThe Geulah and Moshiach our king.

With great anticipation, we count each dayBut time is passing, how much longer must we waitWhere is our Rebbe, we all do cryIt’s taking much too long, we need you on our side.

The Satan says - no reason to believeLook at your Moshiach, he did leaveBut no this time our emunah you cannot shakeWe will not make the same fateful mistake.

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The Rebbe IsWith a question I turn to you fatherWe stand here by the Rebbe’s chairBut why must we walk all this wayWhy can we not daven elsewhere?

I vaguely remember the RebbeAnd the times he would farbrengBut now that is all behind usLife is just not the same.

I cannot see the RebbeI can only see where he satFather why must you insistThat we continue to live in the past.

The Rebbe is, the Rebbe lives, the Rebbe cares, the Rebbe hears The Rebbe sees, the Rebbe leads, he is concerned for all our needs.The Rebbe is, the Rebbe gives, the Rebbe sees, the Rebbe speaksThe Rebbe smiles, our salvation he does seek.

Dear son you must understandThe Rebbe is only concealedBut the truth is that he is aliveAnd needs only to be revealed.

This is why we come all this wayAn effort to daven right hereMy son we are here with the RebbeAnd that is not just a red chair.

Thank you, oh thank you dear fatherFor showing the truth to meI’m sure that by being a chossidThe Rebbe we will soon see.

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In The Ohel(T.T.T.O. Hamalach Hagoel – Dveykus)

In the Ohel he praysStreaming tears roll down his faceHis feelings he cannot containAs he cries to the Rebbe in pain.

I know you are truly aliveLeading and guiding us, giving us lifeBut Rebbe it’s too much to bearWe need you l’matah down here.

Chorus:Ad Mosai, till when, this darkness must endOh when will we be together againI know you are listening crying with meDear Rebbe how long must it be.

Oh Rebbe, we need you, now is the timeYechi Hamelech together we cry I know you’ll be back, you gave us your vowLead us to Geulah right now.

Leaving the Ohel behindThese thoughts of the Rebbe etched deep in his mindconnected like never beforeTo Moshiach the Nassi Hador.

Chorus:

Yaakov Didn’t DieMy dear brethren there’s something I must sayRegarding the time in which we find ourselves todayOur Rebbe, our king our heartHe’s our father from whom we cannot part.

Gimmel Tamuz didn’t change a thingThe Rebbe’s still our leader, our master, and our kingAlthough we may not see him we know that he is hereWith this in mind we have nothing to fear

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He gave us our duty, our job we must fulfillTo bring Moshiach is his only willWe’ll do all we can and Moshiach we will bringLet’s exclaim our cry of victory: long live the Rebbe our king

Hold on a little longer we made it all this wayThere’s nothing left to do, He’ll be coming right awayDon’t give up faith, don’t let the Satan tryBelieve in the Rebbe, Yaakov didn’t die

Let Me Tell You a StoryLet me tell you a story of holiness and gloryA tale that brings tears to our eyesOf fathers and husbands fulfilling a missionWho selflessly gave up their lives.

In the midst of a battle an army swept forwardThe victorious king in their leadBut there in his way to their utter dismayWas a river, he could not proceed.

Despair overwhelmed him, he cried now all is lostI cannot continue, there’s no way to crossIf only a bridge was here to carry me throughAnd the soldiers understood what it was they must do.

The king watched as his soldiers jumped in one by oneThe pile rose high the bridge was begunAs he finally crossed over with his remaining fewHe said thank you my soldiers, I owe it all to you.

The story has meaning its message eternalIt whispers to me and to youOf the life of a chossid fulfilling his missionTo bring Moshiach Tzidkeinu.

These men are not famous Their names remain unknownYet they understood that their lives are not their ownThe one thing that matters is for us to carry throughThe will of the Rebbe, yovo v’yigoleinu.

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Sounds Of JoySounds of joy are ringing in the airA miracle that saves us from despairDarkness changing into blinding lightsThe Rebbe is gezuntElation reaching greatest heights.

Sounds of joy are ringing in the airA miracle that saves us from despairDarkness changing into blinding lightsLet’s sing throughout the night.

The Rebbe our symbol of strengthIn royalty you’ll lead us on againWe thank Hashem for this dayFor the Rebbe’s gezunt we pray.

Rebbe, with hope we turn to youAs chossidim we sing ashreinuTogether let’s make the Rebbe proudAnd bring Moshiach now!

At An Office In Manhattan(T.T.T.O.V’zakainu)

At an Office in Manhattan one Friday afternoonA man tells the boy with a jeerHow is it, young Mendy, that week after weekYou keep telling me Redemption is near.

Excuse me, dear sir, just open your eyes‘Cause it’s plain for all to see,As the Rebbe has assured us Geulah has comeAnd it’s only up to you and me.

Yiddishkeit spread it’s light throughout the whole worldThe war has already been wonThe simonim all show that Moshiach is hereSo tell everybody he’s come.

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Young man, you are right, I hear what you sayYour message was spoken so clearlyMendy heads for his home, feeling firm in his faithInspired by his very own words.

Amongst Majestic Mountains(T.T.T.O Acheinu – Lev V’nefesh)

Amongst majestic mountains, a nation stands aloneAn ending to their exile, a promise of a homePondering their destiny, gazing at the setting sunMoshe stands alone, B’nei Yisroel’s Ro’eh Ne’eman.

He sees Eretz Yisroel, a splendid golden viewListening intensely to Hakodosh Boruch HuMy dear servant, Moshe, for you to enter this great landThe Dor Hamidbar from redemption forever will be banned.

Hashem, please take my life from meMy people they must live to seeThe coming of Moshiach and the Mikdosh Hashlishi.Please pass them down through the dorosAnd give a nassi my koichoisTo lead them towards Geulah in Niflaos Digulos

Standing at the Ohel, so faithful and so strongPleading for a nation that has waited much too longFilling them with courage, caring for them day by dayThe Rebbe, our Moshe stands and proudly leads the way.

B’nei Yisroel, hear our cryThundering voices Ad MosaiAnd join the million forces as we’re marching side by sideThe Rebbe lighting up the wayThe Geulah we will have todayThe promise of Redemption in Niflaos Digulos

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Confused and UpsetConfused and upset, this golus we feelThe evil and darkness are all too realPeople are trapped in the confines of veltSpirituality’s not really felt.

Hashem made a promise, we will be redeemedMoshiach will come to fulfill our dreamHashem in His glory will clearly be seenRevealing the G-dliness in everything.

Almost two thousand years and he still hasn’t comeAll the avodah has already been doneWe can’t understand what is the delayPlease send us Moshiach today.

Oy! Hashem we demand You fulfill Your vowWe want Moshiach, we want him right nowWe can’t understand what is the delayPlease send us Moshiach today.

The Rebbe has told us what we must doTzpiah and begging for Moshiach TzidkeinuThe buttons are polished the work is completeOur Father awaits for his dear children’s plea.

Sitting In the DarknessSitting in the darkness a young boy in despairHe does not see his father anywhereWhat will be, where will I goWithout my father I’m all alone.

The boy is unawareThat his father is right thereBut his father’s words echo in his mindAfter contemplation he comes to his sense"Tatte I know you are alive."

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Yechi adoneinu moreinu v’rabeinu Melech haMoshiach l’olam voed!

The father is Moshiach his children we areWhy can’t we see him, why is it so darkBy learning his sichos we’ll come to perceiveThat Melech HaMoshiach did not leave.

The Rebbe is alive Geulah is hereIf we’ll open up our eyesWe’ll see this very clearLearning inyonei Moshiach is the only wayTo live with Moshiach each and every day.

We’re learning the sichosOpening our eyes We’re learning the sichos and we realizeThat Moshiach has already comeThe avodah is done.

A Tear Runs Down From His Cheek(T.T.T.O Nigun Shabbos Ve’Yomtov [Nigun

#96])

A tear runs down from his cheek,Oh, Hashem, it’s another week,Shabbos is passing, the Rebbe did not speak.Days, weeks, then months go by,How long must your children cry,Beseeching, demanding, Ad Mosai, it’s enough.

Chorus:Where is the hand to which millions do come,Where is the voice that unites us all as one,Our hearts pouring out as we cry to Hashem,Der Rebbe Zol Zein Gezunt and be with us again.

On Sunday a man arrives,With hope in his troubled eyes,Excuse me, please tell me, the Rebbe’s help I seek.I’ve come to the Rebbe’s door,His brocho I need once more,Unanswered, he lifts his eyes and desperately does cry.

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Dear G-d, I Am Just a Little Boy(T.T.T.O Niggun D’veikus of R’Hillel

Paritcher)

Dear G-d, I am just a little boyThey say my prayers can be felt on highFather in Heaven, listen to my cry.

At his window I daven every dayWith a broken heart yet with faithI know that the Rebbe is so near

Chorus:Oh please Hashem, it hurts me soI cannot see my Rebbe, His face aglowHow long must He sufferHow long can our father be in painUnite us with our Rebbe once again

Yechi Adoneinu, the Rebbe will returnNo longer will he suffer, no longer will we yearnThat day is coming closer, that day is very nearWhen the Rebbe will be with us once again

Chorus:

With A Tehillim(T.T.T.O Ani Maamin – J.E.P)

With a Tehillim he sat through the nightPondering deeply into his plightThe Rebbe’s image in front of his eyesOh, where is Moshiach, he cries.

Three time a day we would have the great Z’chusThe Nossi Hador would come daven with usHow can I live when a Shabbos goes byWithout a farbrengen he cries.

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Chorus:Rebbe, oh Rebbe, we need youHashem, Hashem, Keil rachumWe’re sick of this Golus can’t bear any moreWhy don’t you open the door

Your children are yearning to be with youHow long can this Golus continueBring the Geulah, fulfilling your vowTo bring Moshiach, right now!

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RebbetzinRebbetzin

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Devorah Leah’s AongThe song only women can singWho knows the pain that parting bringsAnd still in Hashem they trustWho knows the joy that living bringsAnd still they do what they must.

My father called me in one dayAnd told me about a treeYou have to guard it thirty yearsAnd tend to it carefully.

And then the tree stands firmIts branches spread out to the sunAnd all the people far and nearCan gather its fruit so sweetAnd all the people far and nearCan gather its fruit to eat.

Chossidus is just like a treeGrowing up strong and trueUntil the day Moshiach comesWe need it for every Jew.

The Baal Shem Tov sowed the seedThat grew to a strong tree of lifeNow thirty years have passed he saidThere is fruit here for all to seeNow thirty years have passed he saidWith my life I will guard this tree.

My father’s eyes so filled with tearsTold more than he meant to sayOur precious tree might come to harmAnd wither and die away.

I saw as he could seeHow evil has gathered aroundThere was danger to its very lifeFrom someone we hardly knowThere was danger to its very lifeFrom someone who helped it grow.

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My father we can’t risk your lifeWe need you to lead us onYou know the way trough dark and grayUntil a new day will dawn.

I know what must be doneThe tree I will guard with my lifeOnly take my little boyAnd keep him so close to youOnly take my little boyAnd teach him to be a Jew.

As the sun begins to setAs the sun begins to setRevealing a special secretIts hidden colors begin to shineIgniting the night, radiating the lightThe sky seems like it’s aglow.

The shadow in the waterReflecting its gloryOn the sky a golden ecstasyThe clouds colors blazeImbued with the raysA setting of true majesty.

From the Rebbetzin a light shownIts source to us unknownIn her lifetime concealed at homeYet after her settingLight shines from her domainV’hachai Yidden el libo remains.

I see through the darknessThe promise of tomorrowDawn is now breaking the nightUpon the horizon, the sun is now risingThe splendor of the Geulah lightThe hope is now burningThe sun is returningMoshiach - to end this golus night.

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Like angels in the skyA galaxy so brilliantly relatedUltimately high on the first page of our storyUntil the time our parents were created.

An envious brother CainThrew a blow so mad and chillingTragically he never did recoverIt’s really so insane all our selfishness that’s killingThat stranger who’s our sister and our brother.

Chorus:Listen brothers, listen friendsJust a little smile a helping handAnd we all will find a loving and kind humanity.

We must teach our children tooTreat a fellow friend like they were youAnd our souls combined such peace of mind and unity.

Ages rushing by writing chapters full of sorrowWebs of self destruction we are weavingIf we don’t even try, there’s no hope for our tomorrow‘cuz what’s it worth if we are not achieving.

But one thing makes us smileNow at last a happy endingA universal union undividedIn just a little while we will join the angels singingWith peace and love across the world united.

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My Children Are In 770A child I was all of fourWith my parents through the palace doorShe spoke to them in a special wayWhile I looked for children to play.

There were no children to be seenSo I turned to the Rebbetzin our queenI looked into her beautiful eyesWhere are your children I asked in surprised.

Eyes filled with loveBrimmed over with tearsA look I’ll remember all my yearsHer face shone with pride as she replied to meMy children are in 770.

The Crown Of Creation The crown of creationLay broken and bentWhat once could have been is all goneBut it is in our power to build and carry on.

Oh mother of royalty Woman of strengthThe message alive in your homeReveal the dimensions so hidden withinReplacing the crown of woman again.

Mother of royaltyWoman of strengthYou carry the promise hachenThe name that you boreWill yet shine ever moreRestoring the crown to us again.

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No Jew Will Be Left BehindThere are times I wonderAnd I dream about the dayWhen everything is grandHome in the landWe have awaited and believed in for so long.

Close your eyes, imagineAs we gaze with awe and prideTogether we beholdTrue is the goldOf Yerusholayim ir hakodeshShining high and strong.

Chorus:No Jew will be left behindNo tear will be left to be criedNo power or painWill send us back againWe are homeAnd forever this time.

And standing proud as we prayAs ever we live for that dayWhen golus will beBut a distant memoryAnd no Jew will be left behind.

Though the days seem emptyWe can fill them all with MitzvosKnowing that each deedIs all we needTo bring the loneliness of golus to it’s end.

There is none to lonelyOr to lost to lend a handTogether as we tryLook to the skyAnd we will see the bais hamikdosh burningWaiting to descend.

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Listen My Child(T.T.T.O. Keil Adon—Shlomo Carlebach)

Listen my child, I’ll tell youWipe off your tears and hearNo longer any need to worryNo one should you ever fear.

Kamayim layom michasimG-dliness everywhereMelech HaMoshiachWill lay all secrets bare.

Listen my child, I’ll tell youWipe off your tears and hearYofutzu mayanosecho chutzoThe way to bring Geulah near.

The call’s already soundedThe Rebbe leads the wayWith Geulah as his goalEvery single day.

Two Thousand Years Two thousand years, suffering and tearsSo many Mitzvoswe cannot fulfillElokus we want to seeA time when kulam yeidu oisee.

Niflaos we see, a Gulf victoryYidden from Russia are able to fleeHinei ze bo, Moshiach is hereThe Rebbe’s message, loud and clear.

I’ve done all I’m able to doNow, Yidden, it’s up to youScream for Geulah with all your mightBut do it with emeskeit.

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It’s Gonna Be The Little KinderlachSo you want to know who’s gonna bring MoshiachWell I’ll tell you I’ll tell youIt’s not gonna be the business manOr the wealthy man or the famous man oh no.

Chorus:It’s gonna be the little kinderlachThe little, little, little kinderlachIt’s gonna be the little kinderlachWho’ll make Moshiach come.

The little boy who goes to yeshivaAnd learns Hashem’s TorahTo understand He’ll make him come.

The little girls who sings Birchas hamozonAnd says every wordWith holy kavanaShe’ll make him come.

Chorus:

The little boy who wears his talis kattanAnd kisses his tzitzisWhen he says the shemaHe’ll make him come.

The little girl who davens each morningAnd gives her allowanceAway for tzedkaShe’ll make him come.

Chorus:

The little boy who stays in shulAnd stands with his fatherTo listen to the TorahHe’ll make him come.

The little girl who goes ever Shabbos

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To visit the sickAnd the lonely old peopleShe’ll make him come.

We Are ReadyOnce in a kingdomThere lived a mighty king who loved his nationLost below they had wondered far and wideSearching for a way to be return.

And watching helplessly he triedTo whisper to their hearts the only answerIt’s not a road but a path you must findAll I need to hear are the words.

Chorus:We are ready, yes we’re readySo lead us and we’ll goLet the whole world know It is done, we are one, and we’re readyYoung and old will join us as we sing.

It’s over, yes it’s overWith all we had to doWe still came shining throughAnd we know, yes we know, we are readyFeel the power of what we can bring.

Now that the ending has begunNow that the time has come to end the storyAll the things we have to do are doneWe are ready now to be heard.

And so we come to you as oneWe’re standing hand in hand we’re going strongerLooking now we can see how far we’ve come,Just believe in us hear the words.

Chorus:

Ohh LellePlease join and along

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Sing my songMoshiach is comingAnd it won’t be long.

So clap your handsAnd tap your feetMoshiach is comingYou’ll be dancing in the street.

Ooh le leOoh le layMoshiach is comingAnd he’s coming to stay.

It’s in the airIt’s everywhereMoshaich is comingLet’s brake out in cheer.

Ooh le…

So clap your handsAnd tap your feetWhen you hear the newsYour heart will beat.

It’s everywhereIt’s on the billboard signsI read about MoshiachIn the New York Times.

Ooh le..

FootstepsCan you hear the footsteps of MoshiachCan you hear him closer loud and strongCan you hear the sounds of children laughingEveryone has come to join along.

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Can you hear the shofar echo his arrivalCan you see the eagle soaring in the skyCan you tell me why the world will be so happyPlease be so kind and tell me why.

For soon Moshiach will comeAnd he will take everyoneHand in hand to the promised landMoshiach will comeAnd soon he’ll take everyoneHand in hand to the promised land.

When Moshiach comes We’re gonna dance and sing out loudWhen Moshiach comesWhen Moshiach comesWhen Moshiach comesLet the whole world know what you’re singing aboutWhen Moshiach comes, hope he’ll come right now.

Imagine…

A world of peaceNo more warsKeeping Shabbos, kosher and moreSure hope he comes right nowRight now.

All the MitzvosfromHashem aboveTime to learn the Torah we loveAll this when Moshiach comes.

We’re gonna dance through the streets and shoutWhen Moshiach comesWhen Moshiach comesWhen Moshiach comesLet the whole world know what we’re singing aboutWhen Moshiach comesSure hope he comes right now.

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MiraclesDo you stop and wonderWhat’s going onDo you remember happy days, Where have they goneLife goes so fastNothing seems to lastPeople feel the squeeze is onIt’s really a shame.

Can you hear the thunderFeel the painSo many tragedies disastersSo insaneThere seems to be no endTo this horrifying trendAnd everyone you talk toFeels the same.

Chorus:But many happy days are coming nowWhy don’t you listen to meWe’ll all be singing, dancing, laughingEverybody just you wait and seeMiracles amazing wondersLike no one’s ever seen beforeIt’s finally that magic momentWe have all been waiting for.

All the senseless hatingWho knows whyWhen there is so much good to seeShouldn’t we tryAnd rather than neglectJust admire and respectMust we feel like strangersIf we really are one.

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It’s so irritatingLike a thorny roseA generation so confusedWhere everything goesWhere right and wrong’s the sameEvery sin has lost it’s shamePerhaps the final chapter’s just begun.

Chorus:

Ther’s no denyingThat the feeling’s lowYou feel the preasureGot the bluesWhat do you knowWe seek a helping handIt’s so hard to understandHow life can turn so viciousSo absurd and unfair.

We were millions dyingIn the camps of gasWhile all the nations of the worldLet it all passDespite the rage of tearsWe have suffered all these yearsNever we’ll surrender to despair.

Chorus:

We’re In The ArmyWe’re in the army we’re ready to fightOur camps are protected day and nightBy doing the Mitzvoswe’ll win this warAnd there won’t be Golus anymore.

So Yetzer Hora listen to meDon’t waste your time bothering meWe’re marching on to victoryWith Moshiach speedily.

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YerusholayimBireishis at the dawn of timeA vision so divineReveals a nation yet to beBeside them all the world would paleFor they are YisroelA shining light for all to see.

And they would come togetherPledge their love foreverTying there knot at har sinaiThe dawn was the landOf milk and honey andThe joy it would bring as time went byFrom Egypt liberation through the splitting seeThe nation of the land retreating fearfullyThe might walls did crumble at the shofar blowYericho fell and finally our home land was in view.

Chorus:Yerusholayim, we will never leave youNow and forever hear and soul we need youOur life and our prayer the dream that lives inside of usCity of our fathers we will never let you go.

Once upon a mountain highHe heard the angels cryAs they behold the akeidaAnd knowing what his father taughtDovid hamelech boughtThe holy mountain moriyah.

His son worked endlessly and so it came to beA bais hamikdosh build of purest goldKings would come from far and wideAnd coast away their prideThey did proclaim to young and oldThere’s only one Rebono Shel OlamIf we had only listened we would still be oneWith eretz Yisroel and all that we have lostHow soon did we forget it all and oh at what a cost.

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Now it’s been two thousand yearsAnd as we fight the tearsWe miss you dearly one and allThe agonies we’ve survivedAnd yet we still arriveTo find the answers at your wallsWe fought so hard to make you homeFor you and ours aloneNo matter what the world may sayWe will not forsake you no they’ll never take youFor we are your soul and till this dayDeep inside our hearts we know that it will beWe’ll rise again for all the world to seeAnd as we do our bayis will descend in fireTo light the streets again and to fulfill the worlds desire.

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At The Threshold Of New TimesAt the threshold of new times We await the final signOne more step beyond these doorsOur Geulah.

Take the golden key in handWith this strength we’re in commandEvery door now brakes wayLimits fade.

Join in as one heed our melech’s callIt’s up to me and youThe power of simcha will prove Geulah true.

Thousands of voices our goal unitedPassed and present yearsWith rhapsody of joy Moshiach’s here.

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Zeide My Zeide lived with us in my parents’ homeHe used to laugh he put me on his kneeHe spoke about his life in Poland He spoke but with a bitter memory.

And he spoke about the soldiers who would beat himThey laughed at him they tore his long black coatAnd he spoke about a synagogueThat they burned downAnd the crying that was heard beneath the smoke.

But Zeide made us laugh Zeide make us singAnd Zeide made us kiddush Friday nightsAnd Zeide oh my Zeide how I loved him soAnd Zeide used to teach me wrong from right.

His eyes lit up when he would teach me TorahHe taught me every line so carefullyHe spoke about our slavery in EgyptAnd how G-d took us out to make us free.

And as winter went byThen summer came alongI went to camp to run and playAnd when I came back home they said "Zeide’s gone"And all his books were packed and stored away.

I don’t know how or why it came to beIt happened slowly over many yearsWe just stopped being Jewish like my Zeide wasAnd no one cared enough to shed a tear.

Many winters went by many summers came alongAnd now my children sit in front of meAnd who will be the Zeide of my children?Who will be the Zeide if not me?Who will be the Zeide of our children?Who will be the Zeide if not we?

Golus Good-byeI’ve asked the wise

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They say golus is a blessing in disguiseA greater light follows the nightBut it’s been so long, it feels so wrongIt’s not where we belong.

Brothers and friends,We must bring this golus to an endOur urgent cries will pierce the skiesTell Hashem, ad mosai - till when.

Chorus:Golus it’s time for you to go, good-byeBring down the curtain on the show, good-bye You’re lasting much to long no one can deny Enough is enough it’s time to say good-bye.

So open wide your prison doors, good-byeWe are your prisoners no more, good-byeYou can not stop us now, so don’t even tryGood-bye, good-bye, it’s time to say good-bye.

Father and king,Everything is you and you are everythingBut the golus lies and blinds our eyesWhy can’t we see Your majesty undisguised.

In the heavens highAll the angels tremble when they hear You cry For every Jew, all we’ve been throughTill we are home You’re in golus too.

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Yerusholayim a Place to LiveCome let us sing the song of a cityKnown for its beauty, splendor and graceCome let us find the words to describe herShe is not like any other place.

Yerusholayim the place to liveYerusholayim horim sovivYerusholayim shel shalomYerusholayim we’re going home.

Walk down a street named for the tzaddikWho lived by this very roadStep into a shul you almost can hearThe words of the sages speakingThe wisdom of old.

Where else in this world can you find a wallWhenever you touch it - it touches youReach for its stonesThey’re moist with the tearsOf our hopes and our dreams that we knowWill soon come true.

Travel the land, the mountains and valleysThere is a story behind each stoneBut when you return, your heart will rejoiceAs bruchim haboim appearsAnd you know you’re home.

The PromiseClose your eyesAnd visualizeWhat will be when Moshiach will comeThe sun will shineAll the timeThat will be when Moshiach will comeThe whole world will live in perfect harmonyTogether as one big happy family.

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Guns and swords they won’t be foundThey’ll be used to plow the groundArmy planes and army tanks you seeThey’ll be part of historyNo more will there be any wars.

And I promise you Moshiach will comeAnd when he does he’ll take everyoneJust open your eyes what a big surpriseWe’re in Jerusalem.

Walking down the streetDiamonds at your feetSee the lions living with the sheepThe world is filled with integrityWhat a time and place for one to beAll the sick are healedOnce Hashem’s revealedAnd in a flash of an eyeAll this will be real.

And I promise you…

Twilight Twilight surrounding His kingdomHe beckons all his children towards home.We have witnessed creation, both present and pastAnd now the future’s unfolding at last.

The clouds will part, the rays shine throughSix thousand suns will blaze anew.On wings so wide, westward we’ll soar.We’re all here standing just moments before.

Reach out and taste, part of tomorrowThe time is ripe, it’s all so near.Just moments now before it’s throughToameha chayim zochu

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What Can We DoWhat can we do, that will help bring MoshiachUnite ourselves with Ahavas YisroelUnderstanding and respecting each otherOur mikdash will then be rebuiled.

Chorus:Oh Moshiach, how we want you nowWe’ve waiting we’ve hoped and we prayedEvery yid is calling melech MoshiachAd mosai, how long must we wait.

Oh Moshiach, how we want you nowHurry and open the gatesPlease return us to our homeland YisroelAd mosai, how long must we ait.

In A Village Near Our HomeIn a village near our home works a carpenter aloneHe’s been carving wood for years shtenders, shelves and chairsDaily buyers come and go but there’s one thing they don’t knowHis thoughts so far away while waiting for that special day.

There is a dream of vision deep within his heartThat he’ll rebuild the Bais Hamikdosh part by partDoing Mitzvosadding precious stonesOur dream our palace Yerusholayim our home.

In a crumbling little home lives a fiddler all aloneHis inheritance so dear for many ancient yearsIt’s this instrument he holds his great grandfather he toldWould hurry up each day to the courtyard of Hashem to play.

On a mountain on a stone sits Moshiach all aloneSuffering for years for all our sins he bearWhile so painfully he cries prayers piercing through the skiesPleading to Hashem to take us all back home again.

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When The Geulah Will Be Here(T.T.T.O. Prozos Taishev Yerusholayim)

Chorus: Prozosos TaishevProzos Taishev Yerushataim

When the GeulahWill be hereThe blind will seeThe deaf will hear.

All the JewsFrom all the worldWill be in Yerusholayim

Wonders And The GloryWonders and the gloryA prophet and his storyDo they believe that miracles are only in the past.

Mighty nations crumbledEvil tyrants humbledShattering the doubts, the final moment’s here at last.

And as we liveThough it seems the night has overcomeAwaiting the day of peace and harmonyThe dawn is aglow with the rising of a brighter sunSpreading the warmth of the final prophecy.

Look around you see the signsThe Rebbe said is the timeThe future, yours and mineHigiah Zman Geulahschem.

Unified we’ll sing a songA nation we’ll arise so strongWonders to be witnessedAs the prophecy unfolds.

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Proud and free.Count On MeOne small voice in the darkWhat difference can I makeWhich passage do I takeI fear I am alone.

But wait there’s a voiceIt says I should not fearThat voice it sounds so nearOh Rebbe I can hear.

I will learn I will do I will be all I canI will teach I will reachTill the whole world understandsIn the darkness of nightThere your holy words were rightCount on me yes you can count on me.

Though I can’t see your smileThough I can’t feel your embraceI will give I will liveTo make the world a better placeIf it’s all up to me then I won’t let you downCount on me yes you can count on me.

There’s hope in the airThe logic it defiesThe world will soon realizeJust open up your eyes.

Rebbe you have saidThe race is almost doneIt looks as if we wonYour promises you kept.

I will learn I will do I will be all that I canI will do I will share I will dareTo make the whole world understandIn the darkness of nightThere your holy words were rightCount on me yes you can count on me.

There’s a song in my heart

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And I’ll sing it to you nowTake the stand here’s my handDon’t be afraid I’ll show you howThere’s no way not a dayThat I’m gonna let you downCount on me yes you can count on me.

Daddy Dear Tell Me PleaseDaddy dear tell me please is it true what they sayIn the heaven there’s a cup that gets fuller each day.And I’ve heard that Hashem keeps it close near byAnd He fills it with his tears each time that He cries.

Grandpa told me daddy dear did he tell you the sameThat when sorrow strikes His people Hashem feels all the pain.Tell me why does he cry far away in the skyTell me why daddy dear are there tears in your eyes.

Little one little one it is true yes it’s trueGrandpa told me years ago and his dad told him too,Fathers cry for their children and Hashem does the sameWhen we’re hurt so is He yes he feels all the pain.

Tears of pity from His eyes in the cup sadly flowsTill one day when it’s full all our troubles will go,We will dance we will cry you and I like the birdsAnd I cry little one ‘cuz I’m touched by your words.

One more question daddy dear answer please if you willJust how deep is this cup tell me when will it fill,Don’t you think it is time that the sun forever shinesDon’t you think it is time dear daddy of mine.

Little one it is time and I’ve questioned that tooLet’s ask Him together together me and you,Father dear do you hear our worries our fearsWill your eyes ever dry is your cup filled with tears.

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SomedayThey learned in a dark frigid cellarAlone just a small group of menWhen in rushed a soldier and let them all awayThe flame of Torah flickered on that day.

So many tears so much sorrowThe pain has lasted thousands of yearsBut soon we’ll stop crying the cruelty will endThe melech haMoshiach will descend.

Someday we will all be together Someday we’ll be sheltered and warmedNever will we have to express any fearOur scars and our wounds will disappear.

Avraham and Yitzchok will be there to greet usYaakov and his sons will stand by and smileMoshe Rabeinu will meet us once againIn Yerusholayim b’ezras Hashem.

We learn every day and we davenWe ask Hashem please bring those old times backI know that he’s listening He always does what’s trueFor I’ve received His promise and so have you.

That Hashem will lead us out of this golusIt won’t be too much longer I knowAnd then together we will daven Together we’ll all singAnd praise and thank Hashem for everything.

Wars And Strife And FearsWars and strife and fearsSorry greif and tearsHow long Hashem how longMust we sing our golus song.

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Now there is one wayTo bring shalom in our dayBy making shalom binefeshKeeping our souls from sinMaking shalom binefeshRefining our souls within.

But this is not enoughWith our selves it’s not so toughWe must shed light on to othersShowing the Torah wayTo bring Moshiach tzidkeinuThe ultimate shalom today.

What Can We DoWhat can we do, that will help bring MoshiachIf we do our Mitzvos, without delayAnd what will happen if we do them quite properThen we’ll have the Geulah, today.

Chorus:Oh Moshiach, how we want you nowHow long for you must we waitOh Moshiach, how we want you nowWhen you come, it will be great.

Every Jew, child and elders togetherWork hard, and keep up the fightAnd if we do, then we’ll be able to weatherThe darkness of the Golus night.

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Every Jew, child and elders togetherWork hard, and keep up the brenJust like we do, yes, us kids in the armyThe Army of Tzivos Hashem.

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Two Brothers TogetherTwo brothers together walking hand in handThey talk about redemption and of the Promised LandTheir hearts full with happiness their minds carefree and lightThey raise their voices in unison and sing into the night.

Oh Moshiach’s coming soon we’ve waited for so longWhen our Rebbe will ascend his throne and lead us all in songWhen our loved ones who have passed away will be with us once moreAnd Moshiach our nossi will teach us as before.

They walked passed the city houses and passed the ripened fieldsThey don’t hear the Arab soldier telling them to yieldThunder crashes in the mountains and rain begins to pourThe Arab sentry fires now brother is no more.

Oh Moshiach please come soon we’ve waited for so longOh when will you ascend your throne and lead us all in songWhen our loved ones who have passed away will be with us once moreAnd our own eretz Yisroel will be ours as before.

A loud noise in the distance a horn blows loud and clearHe lifts his head in wonder as he wipes away a tearA majestic man approaches amongst thousands of menHe hears a voice behind him brothers back again.

Oh Moshiach’s finally here we’ve waited for so longNow our Rebbe will ascend his throne and lead us all in songNow our loved ones who have passed away are here with us once moreAnd Moshiach our nossi will teach us as before.

When All The ChildrenWhen all the children of the nationWill join Tzivos HashemTo Yerusholayim with MoshiachWe will go with them.

The walls of the Bais HamikdoshWill be alive once moreRochel Imenu and the AvosWill greet us by the door.

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Chorus:Aimosei Kusi MarWhen the wellsprings will reach so far The Geulah is so nearMoshiach’s almost here.

Moshe RabbeinuAnd the Aravim children of Har SinaiWill see fulfilled a dream of gloryOf Golus years gone by.

Anu Rotzim Es HaMoshiachRotzim Osoh AchshavIm Hatankim V’hamivtzoimNitzacnu Es Hakrav

Chorus:Aimosei Kusi MarWhen the well springs will reach so far Yerusholayim will be oursForevermore evermore.

Am Yisroel, Have No Fear (T.T.T.O. Nigun Simcha (Nigun #169)

Am Yisroel, have no fearMoshiach will be here this yearAm Yisroel, have no fearMoshiach will be here this year.

We want Moshiach now.We want Moshiach now.We want Moshiach now.We don’t want to wait.

We want Moshiach now.We want Moshiach now.We want Moshiach now.We don’t want to wait.

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Standing Still At The Edge Of TimeThere waits a nation for that final signFilled with dreams of the land they knowThe home that they were promised long ago.

Listen close and you’ll hear their songIt tells of how they’ve waited for so longYet they know that the time is nearThere is something in the air that says...

The time is now so keep on tryingHere and now there’s no denyingWhat we could achieve if we would only believeOne more mitzvah is all that we need.

Can’t you tell it’s almost overAny day we’ll hear that shofarAnd then when we do we’ll know that golus is throughWe can do it now is the time.

Time goes by and the days are longBut we the nation keep a faith that’s strongDeep inside it’s because we knowThat very soon it will be time to go.

Time to see why the world beganTo the know the end of that eternal planAll along this was meant to beThis is our destiny.

The time is now so keep on tryingHere and now there’s no denyingWhat we could achieve if we would only believeOne more mitzvah is all that we need.

Sound a call it’s almost overOne and all we’ll hear that shofarAnd then when we do We’ll know that golus is throughWe can do it listen well the time is now.

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When I Was YoungWhen I was young I heard a taleOf a giant oh so tall And his son oh, so smallThey shared a dream to see the kingThey hungered for the day And hurried on their way.

And we will do it brothersAfter us there’ll be no othersYou and I will do What giants wanted toSo stand and take the creditWe will be the ones to end itAlthough we’re small We’re standing tall Like soldiers, riding high Because we’re on our fathers shoulder.

As they near, the two despairedA wall rose to the skiesAbove the giants’ eyes.“Wait my son,” said he“Climb upon meAnd as I riseYou will be my eyes.”

Holy and pure our fathers wereGiant righteous men We’re small compared to themBut our deeds upon their deedsTogether they will bring Moshiach our KingIt’s up to us One hammer home that final blowOur fathers started long ago Compelling us to follow.

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Simonim Of GeulahSimonim of Geulah,The Rebbe made us see,The world watches on,As it changes drastically.

Victory in the Gulf War,The Russian Jews are freed,Weaponry dismantled,Replaced by things of need.

Chorus:The Golus night is passing,The sun’s about to rise,All we have to do,Is to open up our eyes.

To feel the Rebbe’s message,To hear the Rebbe’s plea,Oimaid Al Hagag,To proclaim for all to see.

Anovim Anovim Higia Hazman,The threshold of Geulah,We’re standing upon.

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The Rebbe Zol Gezunt Zein,With all our might we pray.And lead us to Geulah,Today.

Wake Up, Yidden Wake up, YiddenFrom the dream of GolusGet ready to meet Moshiach TzidkeinuGeulah is comingSwiftly towards usHinei ze omeid achar kosleinu.

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There will be no more warsNo more will lions roarUmalah ha’aretz deoIn a Mikdash built of flameWe’ll give thanks to His NameAnd march to GeulahWith the Rebbe Shlita.

The Little Bird Is Calling The little bird is callingIt wishes to returnThe little bird is woundedIt cannot fly, but yearnsIt’s captured by the vulturesCrying bitterlyOh, to see my nest againOh, to be free.

The little bird of silverSo delicate and rareStill chirps among the vulturesOutshining all that’s thereHow long, how long, it suffersHow long will it beOh, when will come the eagleAnd set the little bird free.

The little bird is YisroelThe vultures are our foesThe painful wound is GolusWhich we all feel and knowThe nest is YerusholayimWhere we yearn to be, once moreAnd the eagle is MoshiachWhom we are waiting for.

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AhavasAhavas YisroelYisroel

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Forever OneLook inside through the heart of a JewOpen up its many doors And the soul that you’ll see there insideIs a reflection of yours.

For each soul is a part of one wholeThat joins us to each otherWe are all part of one anotherAnd we have always been one.

We are one since away back in timeUnified at our startWe began as a nation to liveAnd believe with one heart.

You and I we were all gathered thereAs one we said we’ll do and hearWe were born to belong togetherAnd forever be one.

Forever one we will go farIt’s not I am but who we areWe need just to reveal itNeed to try and feel it.

And never are we aloneWe have each other as our ownNothing can divide usFor we are forever one.

There are times when we might drift apartAnd go our own separate waysBut the sparks from above that we shareIs alive and ablaze.

Soon Moshiach will gather each sparkAnd shine away the darknessHe will gather us all togetherAnd we shall ever be one.

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Return Why Did You Leave Me Over the horizon clearA saintly form of man appearsMeditating as he walks aloneStillness wraps the air complete.His thoughts profound so very deepHis pure neshoma to new heights has flownWhen all at once shattering the nightA trembling cry of loneliness and fright.

Return why did you leave meCome back I’ll tell you where you can find meAnd then friends foreverSide by side we’ll walk eternally.

Peering closely he could seeTears of fire miseryA lone child looked up at his honest faceMy friends have gone to sleep away.They left me here alone at playAnd search no longer for my hidden placeSo very well concealed from sight I stoodPlease sir return them to me if you could.

And so with his devotion deepThe man began to rouse from sleepAs many of her friends as he could seeHe told them of her love and willAnd that she’s waiting for them still.And if they’d come she’d step out openlyThe main we know continued endlesslyTo wipe away her tears and set her free.

Don’t Walk In Front Of MeDon’t walk in front of me, I may not followDon’t walk behind me, I may not lead.

Just walk beside me, and be my friendAnd together, we will walk in the ways of Hashem.

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Two BrothersThose two brothersThey were the best of friendsThey were never seen aloneAlways togetherIn school or homeThose two brothers.

One was very goodHe earned his parents praiseEverybody marveledAt the way that he was raisedThe other had a sinful streakIt led him away from goodHe had a lot of troubleDoing what he shouldThose two brothers.

No one was surprisedWhen they were 18While one served his creatorThe other on the streets was seenYou could find himWith those bright city lightsCrime his best friendEverybody wondered what he’d be like in the endThose two brothers.

Those two menThey never saw each otherBut deep at heartThey still loved one anotherEach one livingOn opposite sides of townOne led his congregationWhile the other led the underground.

One night there was a knockingOn the Rabbi’s doorAn expensive baby carriageWith a note on the floor...Please take care of my son

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May he never see a gunRaise him as a good JewI hope he grows to be just like youMy dear brother...

Be A FriendThe school yard is alive with laughter and noiseMoishele shyly edges towards the boysHe hesitates does he belongThe Rebbe calls… kinderlach listen to my song.

Chorus:Be a friend a friend and understandTouch the heart of every manYeladim (you’re) we’re the keyK’lal Yisroel’s gurantee.

Sadly watching classmates come and goIgnored and alone no friendly helloHe holds back tears then begin to cry…Hashem why me, oh, why?Slowly he wanders, feelings all numbNot daring to dream someone will comeThe Rebbe sees the silent wrong and saysKinderlach remember my song.

Chorus:Be a friend…Hashem help us grow while we’reYoung and so to become the new tomorrow.

The class is all seated nicelyThe Rebbe speaks so wiselyOur Torah teaches the youngThat brohters always belongTurn him away? No!Join hands todayAhavas Yisroel is our song.

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Who Am I?I have trouble with my wordsThey don’t seem to come out clearBut I want you all to know me so I’ll tryI’m asking one small questionIt won’t take up too much timeCan you tell meCan you answerWho am I.

Oh, I know I’m very differentBy the things I cannot doWhy I find it hard to tell you my own nameSo you wonder just who am IAs you try to hide your eyesBut belive meYou and I Are just the same.

Don’t you marvel at a sunsetAs the rain shines throught he cloudsAnd the night begins to take over the skyDon’t you love the sound of laughterAnd a lively happy tuneThen we are not so different you and I.

When you see a mighty eagleAs it spreads its greatful wingsDon’t you wish inside your heartThat you can flyWhen you hear a crash of thunderDon’t you tremble out of fearThen we are not so different you and I.

Oh I know my legs can’t hold meAnd I cannot shake your handAnd that looking makes you feel so strangeSo you wonder just who am IAs you quickly pass on byBut believe meYou and IAre just the same.Don’t you know the pain of sadness

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And the feeling that it bringsI’m sure there’s been some timesYou’ve had to cryAnd that loneliness is worst of allI’m sure you will agreeThen we are not so different you and I.

Don’t you know the joy of friendshipOf caring and of loveSomehow I get the feeling that you doThen we are not so differentWe are very much the sameFor you do know who I amYes you do know who I amI’m just like you.

Reach OutThe lights are dim the road is roughThrough dangerous paths we must goWe travel through Golus with fear in our heartsWhat the future holds we don’t know.

Our brethren you’ve strayed from the ways of the oldWe’ll help you return do not fearEach Jew has a place in the heart of HashemWe are so far yet so near.

Chorus:Reach out grab hold of your dear brother’s handOutstretched in times of needWith Ahava one another we’ll helpTogether we will succeed.

We hope for release to return to our homeWe’ve prayed to Hashem through, the yearsWe’re here all together and yet we’re aloneOur eyes are burning with tears.

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When You Need A Real FriendWhen you need a real friend

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Who will be there times on endWho will except you for just what you are.

Take a moment think a whileWhat’ll always make you smileKnowing you can always count on a friend.

Always caring always sharing ‘till the endForever loving and feeling that’s a friendKol ahava sheina tluya badavar eina biteila leolam.

Bein Adam LachaveiroOnce again doors have closed on an orphanAnd another has shared the same fateJust by chance one finds bread while the other one saidOh the pain that I bear is great.

Shalom happens to pass through an alleySeeing Baruch so close to his end’Understanding his plight Shalom shares his last biteThrough this act he obtained a friend.

Chorus:Shalom you have saved my lifeBanished hunger thirst and strifeBaruch I know that you would have done this for me tooFriends so loyal and giving are few.

So they vowed within their heartsThough they may grow far apartBichayeyhem in their livesUbmosum their demiseThat as brothers Shelo Yifridu.

And as promised they lived life togetherSide by side for each other they caredBut their paths forced apart still they longed in their heartsTo unite like before as a pair.

In Istanbul where Baruch had travelledOne could die as a Jew for no crimeShalom had been accused his life soon to loseBaruch stepped in the scene just in time.

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Chorus:

Shalom let me save your lifeMine should be under the knifeBaruch don’t take my placeThis decree alone I face.

Now the Sultan was sitting in judgementSelfless love such as this never seenOut of awe granted he they both be set freeFor he knew what true friends really mean.

And their promise did live on foreverThough they died it continued to striveBein Adam between man and Chaveiro his friendAll their sons kept this Midda alive.

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Hashem And The Torah(T.T.T.O. V’Ahavta L’Rai’acha)

Hashem and the Torah and B’nei Yisroel are oneBecause every Jew is Hakadosh Boruchu’s sonLearn to love one anotherEvery Jew is a brother.

Loving a fellow JewIs loving Hakodosh BoruchuBannim Atem La’Hashem E-lokaichemLoving a fellow JewIs loving Hakadosh Boruchu.

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Chaim ChessedMy name is Chaim ChessedI’m really not a snobI’m just a regular guyDoing favors is my jobBut one thing I must mentionBefore I go aheadThat usually my favorsTurn to tragedies instead.

Chorus:Chessed is the thing to doTo each and every single JewChessed, Chessed, all the wayWill brighten our lives every dayWe must always practice itIt’s a Midah of Hashem.

I saw an old ladyWho looked so very sweetShe stood on a cornerSo I helped her cross the streetWhen we reached the other sideShe created a big fussI wasn’t crossing the street, she saidI was waiting for the bus.

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I visited a sick friendAnd brought him a tray of foodI thought to cheer him upAnd put him in a good moodBut as I walked in his roomI slipped on a banana peelThe tray I held went flyingGoodbye to my friend’s meal.

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I took a box of breadcrumbsAnd threw them on the streetSo all the little birdsWould have what to eatI stood there with a smileAdmiring my featWhen a policeman came and arrested meFor littering the street.

Chorus:

I saw two people fightingOn a summer dayI hurriedly went overTo stop it right awayI stood between them, and I saidBe friends and not foesWhen one of them threw a punchAnd hit me on the nose.

Chorus:

I saw my friend’s donkeyLying on the roadHe couldn’t get upBecause of his heavy loadI went over to help himAnd it came to passThat this crazy donkeyKicked me in my…

Chorus:

I went to a friend’s weddingTo liven things a bitWith singing and humorI think I was a hitThen I thought I would go outAnd do a big danceBut I gave a wrong turnAnd ripped apart my pants.Chorus:

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I was once a judgeIn a Color WarAnd I worked very hardTo figure out the scoreWhen I announced the resultsWho had lost and wonEveryone started chasing meAnd I’m still on the run.

Every Jew Possesses(T.T.T.O Nigun Simcha – Nichoach #4)

Every Jew possesses,A Neshoma from above,It’s clear and pure and brighter,Even than the sun.

Even if he’s far from Torah,And his Guf is low,Within him is a Neshoma,Although it may not show.

With this thought in mind,We must set our goal,To love every Jew,With all our heart and soul.

Through Ahavas Yisroel,We come to love Hashem,And honor His Torah,As a priceless gem.

As soon as we arise,Our Nefesh weeps and cries,When will we return to Hashem, grant us your mercy,And redeem us from Golus speedily.

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Listen Brothers Listen FriendsLike angels in the sky, in a garden full of gloryA galaxy so brilliantly relatedUltimately high on the first page of our storyUntil the time our parents were created.

An envious brother CainThrew a blow so mad and chillingTragically he never did recoverIt’s really so insane all our selfishness that’s killingThat stranger who’s our sister and our brother.

Chorus:Listen brothers, listen friendsJust a little smile a helping handAnd we all will find a loving and kind humanity.

We must teach our children tooTreat a fellow friend like they were youAnd our souls combined such peace of mind and unity.

Ages rushing by writing chapters full of sorrowWebs of self destruction we are weavingIf we don’t even try, there’s no hope for our tomorrow‘cuz what’s it worth if we are not achieving.

But one thing makes us smileNow at last a happy endingA universal union undividedIn just a little while we will join the angels singingWith peace and love across the world united.

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Our Ancestry Stems From Just One ManOur ancestry stems from just one manSymbolizing our unityOur souls are twins, our Father oneSeparated only bodily.

Ke’ish echod bilev echod Yisroel encamped neged ha’harReceiving Torah from the AlmightyWhatever you disfavorKeep from your neighborIs the Torah in entirety.

Oheb es habriyos umikorvon laTorahIs the derech for a Jew to followOpening the door to oseh orahTerminating our Golus sorrow.

To Love A Fellow JewTo love a fellow JewJust the same as youIs the basis of our holy Torah.

He may be far from meAcross the widest seaStill, I’ll always love him just the same.

For seventy, eighty yearsA Neshama wears and tearsJust to do a favor for another.

Love him with all your heartThe heavens spread apartAnd have your prayers answered speedily.

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TefilahTefilah

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Far Over Distant Hills (T.T.T.O. Erev Shel Shoshanim)

Far over distant hillsThe air with anxiety fillsYemei haslichos already have comeTefilos are directed to marom.

A young Jewish boy of fiveHis parents no longer aliveA Christian he has been brought up to beA siddur is his only memory.

In a dream his parents appearThey tell him Yom Kippur is nearAlas the message he did not heedThe dream they had to repeat.

Shuv el yisod ameichAl derech hayashar teilechFor the Mitzvosof which he’d been deprivedThe time for teshuvah has arrived.

To go to shul he does at last decideHe sees mispalilim standing side by sideInspired by talleisim he stands by the doorUntil his tears he can hold back no more.

Hashem here is my siddur in my handThe words I do not understandAccept these osiyos as tefillos to youOpen shaarei shamayim for every Jew.

The Gift Of TefillahWith the gift of Tefillah that we were grantedWe survived when troubles mountedTo insist on a change of willThough a verdict’s been already sealed.

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The time has come for us to actDemand the end to the Yiddishe GolusWe raise our voices to Hashem, in prayerInviting all of you to join with us.

Hashem, Hashem, it’s been enoughTwo thousand years is much too muchThe pools of blood, and countless livesSurely for You, this must suffice.

The time has come for revelationFor Jews to shine unto all nationsWe need Moshiach, and want him nowTo culminate the whole creation.

A Russian Boy’s Hopeless Plight (T.T.T.O. Ovinu Ov Horachamon)

A Russian boy’s hopeless plightDreariness fills his nightHardship and pain befall himHis chance of survival is slim.

Finding no source of true comfortTo the Rebbe he turns, with a letterCompelled to express to himHow life could have been so much better.

The boy did not beg for an easier lifeNor for a hope to be freeVos zol ich ton az s’davent zich nishtThat was the Russian boy’s plea.

As the Rebbe spoke at FarbrengenThe Chossidim gazed on, in surpriseAs the Rebbe choked with emotionAnd tears came to his eyes.

The boy did not beg…

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Modeh AniOh every morningWhen I’m through sleepingI open up my eyes and sayThank you Hashem for my neshamaAnd for giving me another day.

Modeh ani lifonecho melech chai vikayomShehechezarto bi nishmosi bichemla raba emunasecho.

Thank you Hashem for all the sunshineAnd the raindrops that must fallFor all the flowers in the springtimeBut for the Torah we thank you most of all.

Thank you Hashem for kosher pizzaAnd for creating swimming poolsThank you for latkes and for PashkezAnd for the snowstorms that keep us home from school.

Together We CryA quite Shul a foreign landSits and davens an older manYou amazed at his life of simplicityHow his words reach you with sensitivityAnd your eyes recognize as never beforeThat the dream that he prays for is yours.

Miles apart close at heartFelt the bond as one from the startAlthough mountains and oceans lie in our wayWe are joined from the time of that wonderouse dayWhen at Sinai we learned of the path we would takeThat the chain of our past would never break.

Together we dance together we singThroughout the world how our achdus does ringKlal Yisroel together todayEven though we seem so far away.

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Together we cry we hope and we prayLet’s bring each other closer each dayKlal Yisroel sharing one dreamSheves achim gam yachad.

All assembled dressed in whiteWith awe and fear this Kol Nidrei nightThere’s a feeling here when neilah is nearThat we’ll be inscribed with another good yearAnd when Simchas Torah brings that joyful harmonyWe are ever bound in stronger unity.

Hopes and dreams joy and prayerThese are feelings we all can shareThey have always been there am inside usThey will always be there to unite usThough our paths are diverse we all share one aimOur direction is one and the same.

If You Have A ProblemIf you have a problem, you can’t think it throughDaven to Hashem, and He will answer you

Chorus:If you’re sick or well, rich or poorTo whom do we turn - boreinuHamelech ya’aneinu biyom koreinu.

Remember always, the rest of your life, even after BogDaven with Kavanah, it’ll clear away the fog.

(Chorus)

We daven to Hashem with Simcha, with chayus and with joyWe ask that in the Holy Land, the Jew should beat the goy.

(Chorus)

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Yankel Am Ha’aretzIn a little town somewhere in EuropeJust about a hundred years agoLived a simple man his name was YankelAnd this is how his storv goes.

Yankel couldn’t learn a blott gemoraWhy he barely knew to read and writeDeep in his heart he learned to do the MitzvosBut somehow he never seemed to get things right.

He didn’t know his Brochos, couldn’t say Shema by heartHe’d daoven Shmoneh Esray with his feet spread wide apartEveryone would laugh and snickerWhen he posed them by in shulHere comes Yankel am ha’aretz could there be a bigger fool.

All the children would make fun of YankelTeasing him as if he were a childBut he never ever lost his temperAnd on his face there always was a smile.

Now the Rabbi, tried to learn with YakelSo the young man would know how to copeIn one ear and then out the otherThe Rabbi gave up there simply was no hope.

His ivrah was atrocious, the place he’d always loseHe’d show up m Yom Kippur wearing shiny polished shoesEveryone would laugh and snickerWhen he passed them by in shulHere comes Yankel am ha’aretzCould there be a bigger fool.

Stubborn Yankel he just kept on tryingThe all told him, it’s a hopeless ‘causeBut he kept saying one day I’ll know how toLearn the Torah and keep it’s laws.

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Now one night the Rabbi fell asleep in shulOnly to wake up when he hew a sighIt was Yakel by the Aron KodeshThere were teardrops running from his eyes.

He was saying ‘Master of the world, I know you hear my prayerAnd I accept my fate in life, your judgement is always fearYet one thing I must ask of you where else am I to turnCould I not serve you so much more, if I knew how to Learn.

The Rabbi sent Yankel to learn in YeshivaThey all thought he’d lost his sanityHe’ll be back within a week for certainAll the Rabbi said was wait and see.

Yankel’s now a famous scholarIt just took a few short yearsFor the gates of heaven never closeThey never close for tears.

And everybody shakes his handWhen he passes them in shulHere comes Yankel talmid chachamHow could we have been such fools.

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The Rebbe Of LublinWon’t you gather around my friends and listen to my taleIt’s a lesson about life itself and how I learned it well‘Cause you think you know the answersAnd things are the way they seemBut I found out it’s just ain’t so, from the Rebbe of Lublin.

You see, I worked as the Shamosh for this Rebbe from LublinI’d wash his clothes and shine his shoesand keep his house real cleanBut one thing that I did not like about this job of mineWas cooking him daily meals and serving them on time.

The Rebbe would come home from Shul each day and sit down in his seatAnd he’d say Ribbono Shel Olam could I love a little bit to eat‘Cause you sustain all mankind with your goodness and your graceAnd right on cue I’d cam on out and put his food down in it’s place.

So now you know what got me mad why it’s plain as day to seeI say his food don’t come from heaven but from the cook and that’s meSo I schemed and I conspired to set this Rebbe straightTomorrow there won’t be no food to put down on his plate.

Well the Rebbe left to go to Shul early morning that next dayWhen a tearfull man approached him, stood in the Rebbe’s wayMy wife is ill he cried out, there’s no hope for her lifeThe Rebbe said I’ll pray for her, with G-d’s help she’ll be alright.

Now the Rebbe of Lublin came home from Shul just like my other dayAnd he sat down at the table, I could bear him still to prayI came out with his empty tray and saidThis is what you’ve been praying forBut with the last words of his prayer came a knocking at the door.

Standing in the doorway was a man whose eyes did shineRebbe it’s a miracle my write she’s feelin’ fine!Please accept this little gift to show our gratitudeI’m sure by now you’ve guessed it folksIt was a package filled with food.

We Need YouT’he shul is packed with people who have come to pray

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But unfortunately some have lots to sayT’he Rav bangs on the bimah and he asks for silenceThis is wrong! You must be strong!

The noise that filled the room begins to die downThe Rav so thankfully relaxes his frownThey manage fine to say a line with real emotionThen it all starts up again!

CHORUS:We need you! we need your TefilahEach and every Yid can bring the GeulahDon’t talk! sh sh, just davenSo your tefiah can reach Hashem!

How can anybody concentrateWhen hearing the latest in real estateIt’s hard enough it’s really tough to have kavonohIt’s a fight both day and night.

But think how it could be if each of us wouldFind the inner strength to pray as we shouldVoices blending - and ascending heavens open!Such a cry, could he deny?!

CHORUS:

You have to know the halachaThat it’s asur lidaber bishas hatefilaIt’s no matter of HashkafaBut it’s something we all have to do!

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Kashrus andKashrus and BrochosBrochos

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HagofenRed grapes, Green grapes growing on a vine, Crush them, Squeeze them, and they give us wine Fill up your special cupAnd say Kiddush, on Yom Tov or Shabbos before you dine.

Yayin Yisamach L’vav EnoshIt makes glad the heart, and dizzy the RoshWine is the drink for all our simchosAt a wedding or Sheva Brochos.

On Purim much wine we useTill Morsdechai and Haman we confuseOn Pesach we drink Arba KososBecause of the four Geulah L’shonos.

In barrels it is stored many yearsJust one drink, and you forget your caresWine makes us so happy we do want to sing Served at the tables of ministers and kings.

But it must be guarded so very muchIt becomes Nesech at a Gentile’s TouchSo at any Simcha, that is whenWe say Borei Pri Hagofen.

On Purim…

HamotziWe sing Shir HamalosAfter eating bread or challos We wash netilas yadayimAny time we’d like to try ‘em And you’re still not "yotzie" Until you say HamotzieLet me also mentionNot to forget Benchin’.

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Bread is made of dough Which everyone should know Is water mixed with flour That’s baked for an hourIf some lechem your meal does includeYou needn’t say a brocho on most other food.

Without lechem at a mealNo other food can ever make you feelWhether cooked, scrambled, mashed or friedThat you are really satisfied.

Sandwiches of rye bread, you just give me my bread A lot or a shtikel, Bagels or pumpernickelFrom grains of wheat, comes the bread we eatCut with a knife, It’s the staff of life.

ShehakolI love chocolate candyJelly beans are handyTaffy that you chew so slowSugar so sweet and sandyAnd ices so cool and dandyAre all shehakol nehiye bidvaro.

For turkey, chicken, salami and franksAll meats with hashgochaFor milk and cream we give Hashem thanksAnd shehakol is the brocha.

Milichik or fleishig, or if you have a “chaishik”For a tasty piece of fishEggs from a chicken, ice cream for lickin’Or even a string of licorice.

Soda, punch and lemonadeEven water for the sinkShehakol is the brocho that we sayOn almost anything we drink.

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MezonosOn Purim, HamentashenSay Mezonos when you’re noshin’On egg matza, I’m not joshin’There’s no Benchin’, There’s no washin’ Or on cheese cake on ShevuosWhen Hashem gave Torah to usAll the Jews were Kings and PrincesSo say Mezonos on those blintzes.

On Rosh Hashana, cakes of honeyWhen we pray for health and moneyAt a Kiddush so deliciousMezonos for kugel and knishes.

When a friend or brother meets ya’And you share a piece of pizzaOr you eat a jelly rollOr noodles in a bowlOr pancakes when they’re readyAnd on long strings of spaghetti.

Say Mezonos on cakes of marbleSay it clearly, please don’t garbleWhen you chew or when you munch cake Like a chocolate or a sponge cakeOr if you think you will go nutsWhen you eat some chocolate donutsBoth an old man or a rookieWhen they taste a cake or cookie.

For a cream puff filled with jellyFilled with custard or vanellyBirthday cake is quite a bonusDon’t forget to say MezonosIf your cousin from St. LouieSends you cake and it is gooeyWhen you visit Uncle GetzelAnd he offers you a pretzel.

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If your Bubby bakes a pieAnd you sneak some ‘cause you’re slyIf Aunt Tilly tries to bakeAny kind of cuppy cakeMezonos is what you makeBefore the first bite that you take.

Not on burgers, not on steakSo do not make a mistakeSay Mezonos please don’t fakeOn all kinds of luscious cake.

Before And After Eating Food

On everything we eat or drink an brochah we must sayand all of those who hear you speak should answer with amen.

Chorus:Before and after eating food, don’t forget what you must dothank Hashem for giving you the good food that you eat.

On matza, bread or challahh roll this is what you sayand all of those who hear you speak should answer with amenHemotzi Lecem Min Hoaretz this is what you say.

On grape Juice or on Kidush wine...Borei pri Hahofen...

On cookies or on a piece of cakeBorei Minei Mezonos...

On apples, pears and other fruitsBorei pri Hoeitz...

On potatoes and tomatoes that grow from the groundborei pri Hoadama....

On Ice cream, candies, meat or drinkShehakol nihyeh bidvaro...

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On Every ContinentOn every continentEach fruit is differentIn color, in taste and nameNo two are quite the same.

The colors on things that growAre bright as a new rainbowHashem did this wondrous thingTo make life more interesting.

The taste and smell, are easy to tell,They make all the fruits seem so invitingAnd when they’re ripe, each one is a different typeThat’s what makes the world so exciting.

The taste and smell…

Ha’eitzRed Cherries, blueberries, oranges they pack in crates Plums and peaches, the seforim teach us, are all Ha’eitz Tangerines and Olives green, grow on trees high in the air Apricots and coconuts, prunes or pear.

Purple plums fit on your thumbs, apples red or Macintosh Say Ha’eitz on all these fruits before you noshNice round grapefruit, different shape fruit grapes red or yellow greenClimb those twigs to reach those figs or nectarines.

Pomegranates from the holy land avocado, also datesIt’s amazin’ that on a raisin we say Ha’eitzFilberts, almonds even walnutsAlmost all the big and small nuts.

On an eitz is where they grow, even pistachioFilled with juice they then come loose,Wrapped in shells or in their peelFrom their tree right down to me, a tasty meal.

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Found Some PeanutsFound some peanuts, found some peanuts, found some peanutsIn the earthAnd right after I found some peanuts I could see what theyWere worth.

Crushed some peanuts, crushed some peanuts, crushed some peanuts Without much toilAnd when I crushed some peanuts I gotLots of peanut oil.

Went for cotton, it was gotten, made some wicks so cleanAnd whiteI put those wicks in my oil and I lit themFor a light.

Oil for frying, oil for baking, oil for shmeeringOn hands or cheeksOil for salads, oil for cooking or for fixingA door that squeaks.

Got some money to buy some honey and dropped the peanutsIn the middleI said Borei Pri Hoadoma and I had somePeanut brittle.

Found some peanuts, ground some peanuts first one timeThen anotherSprinkled salt upon those peanut and I had somePeanut butter.

Peanuts roasted, peanuts toasted, peanuts cookedAnd peanuts fried You can find a new use for peanuts no matterHow many you’ve tried.

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FruitThere’s no such thing as a watermelon treeThere never was and there never will beI guarantee, you never will see a water melonPri growing on a treeIt’s round and green, red in betweenTake my advice and try a sliceEach and everyone weighs about a tonYou’ll lose your wits spitting out those pits.

I guarantee…

There’s no such thing as a strawberry treeA tree that grows a strawberryAnd I say nope there is no hopeOf a tree that grows a cantaloupeOr if a tree grew a honeydewAnd the wind blew, it can land on youThey’re safe and sound, growing on the groundBorei Pri Hoadoma for them is found.

Or if a tree grew a honeydew…

So Hashem...Your Lunch Is PackedYour lunch is packed, so get ready to goThere’s lots of Brochos that you want to knowOn all those foods you love and drinks that flow.

After a year of learning in schoolYou still need a place to learn the ruleA place that teaches you where all things grow.

Which Brochos you can say and which you can’tOn food from a tree or the ground or a plantL’man Hashem you’ll learn just what to sayReally gotta teach you, right now come in to visit TzviReally gotta show you, come in and see my grocery.

Come in, come in there’s lots to seeCome in, and keep me companyCome in, into Tzvi’s grocery store.

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Puff The Kosher DragonPuff, the Kosher dragon, lived in PalestineAnd frolicked in the synagogue And drank Shapiro’s wine.

Little Rabbi Goldberg, loved that Kosher PuffAnd fed him lots of Matzah BallsAnd other Kosher stuff.

Then one day it happened, Puff was eating porkLittle Rabbi Goldberg took, that dragon for a walkGently he explained him, that dragons don’t eat meatThat comes from little piggies, that have dirty, filthy feet.

Then Puff became Bar Mitzvah, put on Tefillin every dayWrapped in his Tallis, that’s the way he prayedMade Brochos before eating, Bentching after every mealImagine how religious it made that dragon feel.

Now, there were some people, who did things just for spiteThey’d curse Jews and attack them, just to get into a fightWhen Puff the dragon heard this, he let out a mighty roarNow, those wicked people aren’t with us any more.

Now, Puff the Kosher Dragon found himself a brideNow, little Kosher dragons are his source of pride They’ll grow up doing Mitzvos, learning Torah, praying tooAnd Rabbi Goldberg teaching them, what Kosher dragons do.

Now, you who may be listening, may think we’re making funBut deep down in the story, is a moral for everyoneIf dragons wear a Kippa, keep Shabbos and Kosher tooThen you can learn, like Puff did, how to be a real good Jew.

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HoadamaAll day the farmers toilPlowing the brown hard soilThen rushing the plants which the have grownTo us before they spoil.

Carrots, tomatoesLettuce, potatoesAll the Yerakos the earth does growEach in there own neat row.

String beans and lima beans,Pepper both red or green.

All of these things the earth does sproutAnd cabbage for sauerkrautBroccoli and cauliflowerWill find you with strength and power.

Beets and celery, sprouts and BrusselsWill strengthen your bones and musclesSo Hashem brings us the rainAcross all the hills and plains.

Over the fields the clouds are sentTo pour down this nourishmentThe farmer works from the mornGathering stalks of corn.

And we thank Hashem with a BrochaBorei Pri Hoadoma.

A Horse

A horse is a horse, of course, of courseAnd no one has heard of a kosher horseThat is of course, because a horseDoesn’t chew its cud.

Go right to the source and ask a horsHe’ll give you the answer that you’ll endorseThere’s such a thing as a kosher horse?I’m a treire horse heighh....

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Please Say a BrochaPlease say a brochaThat’s the HalochaBefore you eat or drinkFollow the dinBefore you bite inTo your favorite treat.

Please say a BrochaThats the HalochaBefore you start to chew Remember the blessingBefore you start "essing"Show that you are a greatful Jew .

Hamotzie and Shehakol Ho’adomah and Ha’eitzAre meant to thank HashemFor all the food that he creates Delivered from the East and West And from the North and South Right into your mouth.

Yanky StudelI’m a Yanky Strudel danddyI eat kosher all the timeAll the food that goes into my mouthMust have a kosher sign.

Yankee strudel went to townRiding on a rocketHe went to buy some kosher candyHe put it in his pocket.

They were kosher Yessiree!And that was really dandyYanky strudel well you seeBuy only kosher candy.

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From The Aisles Of Your Local Grocery

From the aisles of your local groceryto your nearby candy storeFrom the shelves of your friendly bakeryto your refrigerator door.

Chorus:We will shop for only kosher food for kosher is the bestif a package has a kosher signthen you know its past the test.

Moishe MouseM-0-I-S-H-E M-0-U-S-EMoishe MouseAnd if you pleaseHe never mixes meat with any cheese

Oh! No!

He only eats Kosher foodAs Kosher as can beM-0-I-S-H-E M-0-U-S-E

Always Make A BrochaAlways always make a BrochaWhenever you eatEven it it’s something sourOr something sweetHamoitze on breadShould be saidShchakol on milk and meatAnd everything that’s sweet .

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All The Animals That We Eat All the animals that we eat,Must chew their cud and have split feet,‘Cause Kosher meat just can’t be beat,So throw away that ham.

Throw away that ham and bacon,I won’t eat it, your mistaken,‘Cause I’m a Jew and I’m not fakin’I want Kosher food.

So every time you’re in the market,Only buy food with a Kosher sign on it,It’s good for me and it’s good for you,And what do you know,Hashem loves it too.

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Times Did Change (T.T.T.O. Sholosh T’nuos)

Times did change in many waysYiras Shomayim was not the sameAlthough they learned night and dayTheir hearts, it did not permeate.

The Rebbe Rashab, seeing the plightMade a Yeshiva, a shining lightWhere Chossidus they did learnAnd in davening they yearnedTrue love for Hashem, in their hearts should burn.

Through years of hardship, then and nowWhen the fire of Torah, they tried to douseThe T’mimim carried through, to Yiddishkeit so trueFor with Torah and Chossidus, they were imbued.

For the Chinuch of Yeshiva reached into their heartsSo, from Torah and Mitzvos, they never did partGiving them the strength, through suffering and painTrue Chossidim of the Rebbe, they did remain.

A Jewish Parade(T.T.T.O. Eitz Chayim—Tzlil V’zemer III)

A young man was driving along the roadTo himself, he was humming aloudHis curiosity forced him to stopSeeing the fast-growing crowd.

His Yiddishe background was rather vagueOn it, his life was not basedAn uneasy feeling crept up on himSeeing a Jewish parade.

But hearing the P’sukim and YechiThe children’s true simplicitySincerity in the air was feltHe could almost feel his soul melt.

From the parade, he could not part

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The children’s purity captured his heartLiving his life, since that dayIn the true Torah way.

My Dear ImaMy dear Ima I’m sending this letterTo say the things I’ve never saidOf my impression as your daughterThese thoughts are running through my head.

As far back as I can rememberYou said sh’ma with me at nightEach week I saw you welcome ShabbosI saw your candles burning bright.

You made our home a house of TorahEncouraged Abba to learn each dayYou stood behind him through the hard timesYou gave him strength in your own way.

You taught us all about the MitzvosShowed us the right way from the startWe always saw your love for TorahYou instilled it in our hearts.

Now your children have grown olderEach one has gone their separate waysBut yet we follow in your footstepsYou made us what we are today.

Now your daughter is a motherShe does the things you used to doNot only did you build your own homeBut Ima you built my home too.

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Listen And You’ll LearnListen and you’ll learn my sonFor you the world has just begunStill before you know itYou may turn around and seeThat life has passed you by.

Hear and heed the things I sayThink about them every dayMake every minuteWhat you see when you begin itOr it passes by.

Make the time for things that countCherish the friends that you findThink three times before you shoutAlways remember to be kind.

Listen close when children speakTreasure the things that they knowThe cries and tears of younger yearsCarry the wisdom when they grow.

Buddy can you spare a dimeSorry but I ain’t got the timeTatty can you team with meI’m sorry son but don’t you seeI can’t today.

Little things that come and goSlip away before you knowThe hands on the clock advanceAnd we who beg for second chancesTake the time to think things right.

Always believe what you sayAsk yourself each morning and nightWho am I closer with today.

Speak to Hashem with an open heartThere is no shoulder so wideThere is no better time to startAnd nothing more foolish than your pride.

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How Can I Tell YouHow can I tell you what a treasure you areHow can I show you when you’ve strayed so farFrom the life of our fathers and the heritage they’ve earnedHow can I show you what you’ve never learned.

How can I tell you what it means to be a JewHow can I show you when you don’t believe it’s trueThat your life has a purpose higher than you understandAnd you’re not like other nations and you’re in a foreign land.

You strive and you struggle to be like those you seeBut inside your soul is dying you’re not who you should beYes it’s hard to be different take responsibility‘Cuz a life without courage is without integrity.

The Sun Low In The Sky

(T.T.T.O. Shir Hamaalos—Miami)

The sun low in the skyAn air of peaceful calmThe Tzemach Tzedek sitsAnd holds his zaide’s arm.

The Alter Rebbe’s soulAbout to pass awayOh, Zaide, let me knowWhat it is you’ve seen today.

Oh Mendel, my dear boyA world so good and trueSo much there, both to have and to doYou must strive to understand HimUse your heart and use your mindFor Hashem is so close and kind.

And, dear Mendel, please take heedThough this task does have no endLearn to know Him and to love Him as a friendMake fulfilling each Mitzva, the forming of a bondBetween you and Hashem echod.

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Tears Mingled From His EyesT.T.T.O.: Far over distant hills

Tears mingled from his eyesTogether with his father lie, criesHesitantly reaching to comfort and homeThe place he has always shunned.

He tried to depart with easeTo brush off his father’s pleasIn search of self meaning to his lifeAt the Colorado youth cult site.

Chorus:My son here is one requestTo still your heart and give it restNo matter the cost Teffillin you must wearA heritage of father’s so dear.

I’m lost and I’m really scaredTo show my dad I will not dareMy paper walls of bravery are failing apartI’ll see the real me at heart.

I’m a youth ambling listlesslyAt war with the world and meMy father’s truth ringing in my carsI’m scared to bear the guilt and penalty.

Chorus:

Son there is one requestGiven by the one who knows you best Hashem and the Torah the only real truthEmunaso La’ad Kayemes.

Shuv El Yesod AmechB’Derech Hayashar Ta’laichTread the path of Torah and YiddishkeitTo still your heart and bring forth it’s life .

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Children Of RoyaltyA child so young and pureUntainted by our worldLittle lights that chase away dark Golus.

Oh little one you seeYou are our only GuaranteeToday our Rebbe knowsThat you can claim our victory.

Don’t weaken in you spiritsDon’t leave your sacred pathYou’re children of our nationYou’re our future.

Stand loyal in your serviceYou serve a royal rankYou’ll march toward MoshiachAnd we’ll follow.

We’re loyal in our serviceWe serve a royal rank ,We’ll march towards MoshiachAnd they’ll follow.

Straight And Strong Grows A TreeStraight and strong grows a treePlanted, attended to, very carefullyThe parents’ guidance and directionFor the son, creates an inner strength.

Shabbos candles burning brightFather learning late at nightMemories being imprintedOn the young child’s mind forever.

His parents, a living exampleOn Mitzvosnot to trampleBaneinu areivim ba’adeinuGuaranteeing Geulah.

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Once When The Miteler Rebbe Dov BerOnce when the Miteler Rebbe Dov BerWas Learning late in the nightTorah and holiness sang in his heartEchoing power and might.

Once when the Miteler Rebbe Dov BerWas Learning late in the nightTorah and holiness sang in his heartFilling his eyes with their light.

Nearby his baby was sleeping It woke up suddenly weeping And crying aloud for its fatherBut nobody answered its call.

The Rebbe Reb Berl was learningThe Torah within him was burningThe whole world and all of its treasuresWorth less than a dream in the night.

Above Reb Berl his father was upLearning late in the nightThe Alter Rebbe the Manhig HadorHeard it cry out in fright.

Down down to the child he cameAnd lifted it up on his armHe dried the rears and sang it a songGuarding the child from harm.

The Alter Rebbe stayed near him For he knew his son would not hear himUntil he had finished his learningAnd then he told him these words.

Berel my son let me teach youThe cries of a child must reach youNo matter how deep you devotionNo matter how high you may rise.

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The Alter Rebbe was teaching his sonAnd every other JewTo help when our children cry out in their need This is the task we must do.

The Rebbe’s speech must be treasuredHis words are counted and measuredHis message is lasting and preciousTo guide us all through the night.

The Rebbe’s Speech must be treasuredHis words are counted and measuredHis message is lasting and preciousTo guide us from darkness to light.

Memories of Times Ago (T.T.T.O. Ki Onu Amecha)

Memories of times ago, stirring the strings of my soulAwakening my spirit, which lied so very stillThinking of my cradle, my mother rocking meHumming a lullaby, a Chossidish melody.

Those first impressions, etched deep in my mindToday, those impressions in my heart I findThose first impressions, etched deep in my mindToday, those impressions in my heart I find.

On Shabbos afternoon, in a corner all aloneMy father would daven, his words filled with song.

Those First ImpressionsIn the shul of Lubavitch, together we would standFather and son, side by side, hand in handI would look up to the Rebbe, our teacher, our guideMy eyes welled up with tears, and I began to cry.

Although then I was young, and did not understandThese memories inspire me, wherever I amThese are the memories stored in my mindThey revive my spirit and make my soul alive.

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A Little Village A little village, nestled in the mountainsWhere very little happens all year roundAnd there lived a small Jewish familyA life that is peaceful, safe and sound.

Their only son, Isaac, was their pride and joyA nicer child than him, you’ll rarely seeBut Yiddishkeit was not on their agendaHe had no idea of how a Jew should be.

It happened, that two bochurim paid a visit one dayIsaac sat, absorbing all they saidAnd in the few short hours that together they hadA warm impression on the boy, they left.

His glowing face, expressing his sincerityTo his parents, the young boy would always pleadLet me teach you everything they taught meTo Yiddishkeit, his parents he did lead.

Time Moves OnTime moves on, as I grow older, so much yet to learnRoads not taken, dreams forsaken, which way now?Guide me teach me, you can reach meFirm yet smiling eyesHelp me build a better tomorrow.

Lead me through the first beginning, new world yet unknownTime moves on, as I grow older, molded by your handsTeach me show me, you who know meShow me how to liveSo that I may find a better tomorrow.

It’s the darkest part of night before a new day beginsYet at dusk the promise of another morningIt’s the promise that you’ll never be alone - no one to leadVizorach Hashemesh - tomorrow has begun, today.

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Lying In A Cell Of StoneLying in a cell of stoneA young Russian boy is aloneShma Yisroel, he does cryHashem, save me, don’t let me die

Not knowing much of his faithHe relies on his chinuch to datePadisa oisi Hashem keil emesThere is no ‘cause for distress

Bereaved and ashamed, what can be doneMy vow of negel vasser will come undoneBut with Krias Shma before LinahI can surely hope for shemirah

Oh yes, Hashem, to You I shall cleaveIn Your great powers I believeTrue redemption is no loreThe only goal worth living for

We March Towards Yerusholayim We march towards YerusholayimAlong the road the Rebbe pavedWe devote ourselves to educationChinuch Zulaso is our foremost aim

Victory is on our horizonsWe’re an example for all those who look onKisheyafutzu ma’ayonosecho chutzo That’s what will make Moshiach come

Standing tall, we show them allIt’s quite a job we have to doEducate your Jewish mateLet’s move on, we’ll see this Golus through

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Teach Me FatherEvery Friday night dad made kiddush on the wineAnd five year old Ronney would watch him every timeWhat is the meaning behind the words you saidI’ll tell you son tomorrow, now it’s off to bed

He’d go to dad to shul every single dayAnd Ronney used to stand and watch the people prayWhat is the reason behind the things we doI’ll tell you son tomorrow, now you’re off to school

Chorus:Teach me teach me father, about the things we doTeach me teach me father, like to spend some time with youI’d really like to Ronney, believe me when I sayI’m gonna make some time for you and me one day

Came home with a chumash when he was ten years oldDon’t quite understand the things that he’d been toldCouldn’t ask the Rebbi, afraid it didn’t sound rightCouldn’t ask his dad, working late again that night

Before his Bar-Mitzvah tefilin he did findWith a note from the secretary that his Dad has signedI’d love to show you how to put them on my sonBut I’m going out of town sure in shul you’ll find someone

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When Ronney was sixteen he had an inner fightAbout G-d, truth, wrong or rightLooked for Dad at home he was nowhere to be seenCalled him at his office got the answering machine

Dad came into the office good morning he does sayTo the secretary any messages to dayYes, Mr. Cohen, there is just onePerhaps you’d like to hear it, I think it’s from your son

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Father tells the boss, I’m leaving early todayWhat about that meeting with a frown the boss does saySorry yes I know this may cost me my advanceBut I must spend time with my son while I still have the chance

A Small Tree Grows (T.T.T.O. Nachamu Ami—Tzlil V’zemer I)

A small tree grows, it’s immatureYet raised with so much careFor these young years will set the wayThe fate of its life does lie here

A group of trees are specially raisedOwned by the Nossi HadorWith devotion and care to young childrenWith his love, in the Cheder they grow

How lucky I am, that I chose to be hereIn the Rebbe’s Cheder, never elsewhereWith pride I stand, as the Rebbe guides meIn his Chinuch I’ll grow, his Chossid I’ll be

In Cheder Chabad, he’s instilled in my heartA connection that never can partIn Cheder Chabad, he’s instilled in my heartA connection that never can part

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BireishisB’yom rishon there was lightHashem created day and night,B’yom rheini from the Torah we knowThe shamayim showed

B’yom sh’lishi the earth and seasFlowers, grass and all fruit treesB’yom r’vee’ee, moon stars and sunTo bring light for everyone

And on yom chamishiBirds that fly and fish of the seaB’yom shishi, Hashem did createAnimals, Adam and his mate

Yom sh’vee’ee, Hashem’s day of restShabbos kodesh, we love bestHashem made the world and to show it’s trueThe Mitzvosof Shabbos we do

NoachThe people watched Noach while he hammered awayHe worked on the teivah night and dayHashem told him to do it, so people would ask"What are you building, It’s a hard task."

Noach explained that t’shuva you must doThere are many evil things around us, it’s trueHashem wants to destroy the world in which we liveOnly through t’shuva, will Hashom forgive

The people didn’t listen, they didn’t understandThen down came the rain throughout the landForty days and nights the mabul came downBut Noach and his family did not drown!

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It’s Time To Learn TorahIt’s time to learn Torah with meThat’s the way a chochom should beWe all must learn Torah each dayAnd let the Torah light our way

Every sedrah has a song and rhymeThat you can learn in a short timeThe Torah is our guide

By it’s Mitzvoswe abideLech LechaLech lecha, from this land you’ll goEretz k’naan is the land I will showI will make you greatMany children in the future is your fate

Lech lecha, a nation you will beYisroel will be yours, you will seeYour children will prosper in this landThey will be as many as the stars and sand

Hashem changed Avrorn’s nameThe father of B’nei Yisroel, he became

ToldosRivkah Eemeinu had twin sons, Esav was redHe was a hunter, Yaakov learned Torah insteadYaakov was cooking beans, Esav was hunting"I am hungry! Give me soup! Esav came in grunting"Please sell me your b’chorah I’ll give you soup so red."Yaakov told this to Esav, "Take it!" Esav said.

Rivkah put fur, on Yaakov as a disguiseYitzchok touched his son, because he, had weak eyes."It sounds like Yaakov, but feels like Esav’s hands"Yaakov received the bracha, of the stars and sand.When Esav came home, his anger burnedYaakov had no choice, to Lavan’s house he turned.

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VayeiraFrom North to South, from East to WestAvrohom’s tent was open to guestsThree malochim were sentEach to do something different

A son you will have, Sara was toldShe laughed and said, "I’m too old,"The next malach came to destroy S’domThe third came to heal Avrohom

Chorus:Alyrohoin ran to the malochimTo be machnis orchim

Yitzchok was born one year laterAvrohom proved his faith was greaterHashem tested AvrohomHe was willing to give up his son

Chayei SaraNow it was time for Yitzchok to marryHashem’s bracha, his children would carryEliezer was sent a wife to findShe must be good and kind

He took camels and jewelry the bestOn his way, he sat down to rest"Please Hashern", he said with all his might"Help me find the girl that is just right."

Then he saw Rivkah, B’suel’s daughterMay I give you and your camels some waterAt the moment the good deed was doneEliezer knew that she was the one

Eliezer and Rivkah to k’naan did rideYitzchok took Rivkah, for his brideNow Yitzchok at last was sureThe anan hakavod, was back at his door

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VayeitzeiAs Yaakov traveled the sun went downHe fell asleep on the groundIn his dream was a ladder so highWith malochim climbing to the sky

Yaakov heard Hashem’s voiceFor my bracha, you are the choiceYaakov traveled to charanHe asked the shepherd, "where is Lavan?"

Rochel said, "Lavan is my fatherI’ll take you to him it is no bother,"Yaakov stayed for twenty yearsFor Lavan’s sheep, Yaakov cared

Yaakov married Laya and RochelTheir children became the B’nei YisroelLavan tricked Yaakov, he didn’t payHashem told Yaakov, "Go away!"

MikeitsOne night Paroh had a dream"What can it be," he did screamHe saw seven cows all well fedThen seven thin ones, Paroh said

The fat cows were eaten by the leanParoh thought what can this meanLater that night, another dream he hadHe dreamed of corn some good and bad

Yosef was taken out of jailTo explain the dreams he didn’t failNow Paroh knew the meaningOf what he was dreaming

For seven years, food you must storeHunger will be for seven years moreParoh listened to everythingThen he gave Yosef his ring

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VayishlachYaakov returned to the promised landWith children, wives and riches grandYaakov’s fear of Esav was so strongEsav was angry for so long

Chorus:Vayishlach Yaakov Malochim L’fonovAnd Yaakov sent messengers to EsavEsav was coming with four hundred menYaakov davened to HashemFor milchama we must prepareHe told his family, "Have no fear."

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With Esav’s Malach, Yaakov had a fightIt lasted throughout the nightYaakov won, the malach did fallYaakov’s name was changed to Yisroel

A Small Boy Of ThreeWhen Avrom was a small boy of threeHe looked at the stars and the seaHe thought the Creator was in the skyThe sun or the moon so high

But after each one in it’s time did setHe knew there was someone greater yetThen he understood, and was filled with loveHe knew Hashem Echod was above

VayeishevYosef and his brothers took care of Yaakov’s sheepYosef had two dreams while he was asleepThe brothers saw Yosef, in the coat Yaakov madeThey recalled his dreams and they were afraidThat Hashem’s bracha would go only to himThe brothers knew there must be Twelve Sh’vatim

So they took Yosef and threw him in a pitThere were many snakes, but no water in it

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They saw a wagon coming and Yehudah said‘‘Do not kill him, let’s sell him instead."So down to Mitzrayim, Yosef did goHe was sold to Potifar, a captain of Paroh

VayigashYehudah said to Yosef, "I’m stronger it is soPlease take me for a slave, and let Binyamin go."The brothers knew what they had done to Yosef was wrongYosef sent his servants out, and in a voice so strong, said

Chorus:"I am Yosef, is my father still alive?Ani Yosef, haod avi chai?"

"Don’t be afraid," the brothers were told"It was Hashem’s will that I was soldGo and tell our father, to Hashem I am trueTake food and wagons, but bring Yaakov back with you."

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Serach played on her kinor, Yosef is aliveYaakov was so happy when the wagons did arriveWhen Yaakov saw Yosef after so many yearsThey hugged one another and cried happy tears

Chorus:‘‘I am Yosef, my father is alive."‘‘I am Yosef, my father is alive."

VayechiThis T’filah from Yaakov, at night is saidBy all yiddisheh kindertach, before going to bedTo Ephraim and Menasheh, this bracha, Yaakov gave"May the malach watch over you, for me he did saveIn the name of my fathers, Avrohom and Yitzchok tooMay Hashem’s bracha, forever be with you

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Hamalach hagoel osi mikol raY’vorech es han’orim, vikorei bahem sh’meeV’sheim avosai, Avrohom v’YitzchokV’yidgu larov b’kerev haaretz

It’s Time To Learn Torah Right NowIt’s time to learn Torah right nowFollow me, I’ll show you howIf everyone of us triesWe will grow up great and wise

Every sedrah has a rhyme and tuneThat you can learn very soonIf the Torah we will heedWe are bound to succeed

MosheEach man worked as a slaveThe Jews were beaten but were braveAll boys born must beDrowned, was Paroh’s decree

The Jews were sad, when this they heardBut they didn’t listen to Paroh’s wordA boy was born and hidden for a whileThen in his basket, put into the Nile

Miriam stood nearbyAs Paroh’s daughter heard a cryShe saw the basket and she knewThis lovely baby was a Jew

"Moshe he’ll be called," said Paroh’s daughterFor he was taken from the waterAs Moshe in the palace grewOf Bnei Yisroel’s suffering he knew

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Let The Jews GoB’nei Yisroel suffered bitterlyMoshe was seen killing a MitzriFrom Mitzrayim, Moshe fledYisro’s daughter then he wed

As Moshe watched the sheep one dayA baby lamb ran awayHe followed the lamb and sawA bush burning more and more

Moshe heard Hashem tell himTo lead the Jews from MitzrayimMoshe and Aharon told ParohTo let the Jews go

VoeiraThe water is blood, all did shoutFrogs were jumping in and outBugs were crawling everywhereRrr, wild animals were a scare

Then came Dever by and byAll the farm animals diedSh’chin, boils and pimples tooOn the Mitzrim, not the Jews

Chorus:Ten Makos, Makos tenThe Mitzrim were punishedAgain and again Borod was fire and hailIn Mitzrayim a loud wailGrasshoppers flying quickThen the darkness very thick

Makas B’choros was the lastParoh ran to Moshe fastHe was afraid to die, so…He said, ‘let those Jews all go!"

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BoThe tenth Makah, was fulfilledEach first born Mitzri was killed,Over the Jews, Hashem passedIt was time to go at last

Moshe told the people to prepareYetzias Mitzrayim, was nearThere was no time to bake breadThey put dough on their backs instead

To remind us we were savedChag Hapesach, Hashem gaveIn Mitzrayim slaves were weThen Bnei Yisroel were set free

To The Promised LandTo the promised landThrough the desert sandA cloud guided them by dayAt night fire led the way

To the sea the Jews fled"Chase after them," Paroh said,When the Jews saw Paroh’s men"Save us!" they cried to Hashem

Hashem split the Red SeaOur people now were freeMoshe sang a song of praiseTo Hashem and his mighty ways

The MonFor days the Bnei Yisroel marchedFrom thirst their lips were parchedOf hunger the people complainedIn Mitzrayim we wish we had remained

Mon a special food was sentTo each it tasted very differentOne portion was gathered each dayIf more was taken it rotted away

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In honor of Shabbos on Yom ShishiTwice as much for each familyNow we have Lachem Mishneh and the reason whyThe double portion of Mon that fell from the sky.

YisroI am your Hashem, I brought you from MitzrayimNo other shall you serve, my MitzvosobserveYou shall not use in vain, Hashem’s holy nameRemember the Shabbos day, keep it a special way.Honor your parents too, long life Hashem will give youYou shall not kill, that is Hashem’s willYou shall be moral and true, believe in the Mitzvosyou doDo not steal, when with others you deal

False witness never be, you must live truthfullyDon’t be jealous of your friend’s life, his things or his wifeThe Torah Hashem did give, a guide for us to liveTo Hashem always be true, because you are a Jew

TerumahHahem said, "build a mishkan for meSo that among the Jews I’ll be"Gifts for the mishkan, they did bringThere was a plan for everything

They brought gold and silver, tooWool of purple and of blueA Menorah made of gold so pureThere were curtains for the door

The aron was covered in and out with goldThe luchos to holdThe shulchan was made of special woodIn the mishkan they stood

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MishpatimAll the laws, the mishpatimThat Moshe Rabbeinu broughtTo us from Har SinaiTo Am Yisroel he taught

Chorus:Na’a’seh v’nishma, was our cryWe will do and we will hearWithout asking why Without asking why

When dealing with our friendsBeing fair in work or playThese laws taught by MosheAre with us today

Midvar sheker tirchakNever tell a lieTo keep away from shekerWe must always try

Chorus:Na’aseh V’nishma, was our cryWe will do and we will hearWithout asking why

TizavehV’atoh tetzavehThe Jews were told by MosheTo bring shemen for pure lightFor the Menorah to burn bright

Chorus:Aharon was chosen to beThe Kohen Gadol from shevet LeviHe wore many special thingsAnd a choshen with gold rings

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The choshen was made for himIt had the names of the twelve sh’vatimAll the clothes had to fit just rightHe served Hashem with all his might

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Ki SsisahThe Jews were waiting they counted the days wrongIt seemed as if Moshe was away so long"Where is Moshe? We all want to know"B’nei Yisroel cried to Aharon so

Aharon told the Jews, he wanted them to waitHe knew that Moshe was not late,He asked them all to bring jewelry of goldThey quickly did all that they were told

Aharon threw all the gold and jewelry into the flameThen an egel it becameMoshe was angry at the Jews when he came downHe threw the luchos onto the ground

Moshe begged Hashem, Bnei Yisroel to forgiveThose that did t’shuva, should live

It’s Time To Learn Torah TodayIt’s time to learn Torah once moreRemember when we met beforeIn the park and on the streetNow in school we will meet

In Voyikrah each sedrah has a songJoin us now, sing alongMake each Mitzvah come aliveTo be a Torah Jew we strive

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Vayakeh - PekudeiB’nei Yisroel gathered and they heardMoshe told them Hashem’s wordIn six days all work you must doShabbos is special for every Jew

Even work for the mishkanOn Shabbos kodesh must not be doneThis job was done by BetzalelGifts were brought by B’nei Yisroel

They brought more than was neededFor the mishkan to be completedIt’s purpose was fulfilledNow it was as Hashem willed

When on the mishkan the cloud appearedThe people knew Hashem was nearWhen the cloud lifted they could seeThey should continue on their journey

VayikraIn the time of the mishkanAnd the Bais Homikdosh,Too many korbonos were broughtTo Hashem by all the Jews

Chorus:The Bais Hamikdosh is no moreWe have no korbonos as beforeNow we daven, now we prayWith our siddur every day

Moshe taught that the korbonosWere for the Jews to become closeTo Hashem, so we understandA korbon was for the benefit of man

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A korbon was a sacrificeLove for Hashem it expressedThe korbon was for t’shuuahTo ask Hashem’s forgiveness

The Bais Hamikdosh is no moreWe have no korbonos as beforeNow we daven, now we prayWith our siddur, every day

KorbanosThere were many kinds of KorbonosEach animal - Tomim, completeThe Shlomim, the peace offeringHad parts for the Kohein to eat

If there was a time that a person didSomething that was wrongA Korbon either Chatos, or AshomHe brought before very long

The people knew the Olah wasA completely burned KorbonOffered with free willTo Hashem by anyone

The Korbon Mincho was flour and oilGiven mainly by poorAnd to show his thanks to HashemA Jew brought a Korbon Todah

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TzavIn parshas Tzav, Moshe learnedThat an aish tomid must always burnThe fire on the mizbaiyach was to beKept burning continuously

In each of us there is a spark of fireTo make the flame of Torah, burn higher and higherJust as aharon the fire did lightOur Torah inspires us to do what is right

With a special oil, aharon was anointedTo be a kohain gadol, he was appointedAharon always understoodThe importance of Shalom, that peace is good

The Olah and the chatos were broughtIn the very same place, so Moshe taughtFrom this we all learn to be awareNever to embarrass, for others you must care

SheminiWhen we say that food is kosherDo you know what we mean?We may eat only certain animalsThat are tahor, which means clean

B’nei Yisroel all gathered to learnIn the parsho of sheminiThat we must eat only Kosher foodSo to Hashem, holy we can be

All of the animals which we may eatMust have split hooves on their feetAnd they must chew their food over againWe know the animal is Kosher, then

Moshe taught us in great detailThat Kosher fish must have fins and scalesMost of the bugs or creatures that crawlWe may never eat at all!

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KedoshimChorus:"Kedoshim tihiyu ki kadosh ani"Hashem said, "I am holy, so you must be."To become holy, to Hashem be closeFollow the Torah, do the Mitzvos

Moshe taught the Bnei Yisroel to keepThe dinim of the land and what to reapWhen a farmer harvested his fieldAnd he thanked Hashem for his yield

The farmer left over a corner of his landFor the benefit of any manThe poor could take of all the things that growWithout feeling humble and low

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How can we all be holy each dayWhether at home, in school or play?By giving thanks to Hashem, when we awakeBy a bracha, when food we take

When we see an older person, one who is wiseTo show our respect we riseWe try to correct others when they do wrongBecause to Hashem we belong

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Tazria-MitzorahSpeaking badly of others is not a kind actFor once you hurt someone, you can’t take it backAs punishment for lashon hara a terrible deedThe sickness of tzoroas, was then decreed

If a white spot was found on the body or neckA man had to go to the kohain to checkIf it was tzoraas beyond any doubtFrom the camp of Yisroel, he had to go out

Seven days completely alone were spentFor the things he did wrong, he had to repentIf his t’shuuah was honest and realAt the end of the week he was totally healed

In eight more days if his skin was still clearAfter bringing korbonos and serious prayerHe then returned to his family and friendsAnd was careful not to speak lashon hara, again

Acharei MosAfter the two sons of AharonNodau and Auihu diedHashem spoke to Moshe Telling him to go inside

To where the aron kodesh was keptCalled the kodesh kodoshimOnly on yom kippurAharon did go in

Chorus:Vchai bohem ani HashemThese are my Mitzvos, follow them

Yom Kippur, our holiest dayWe ask Hashem to forgiveTo grant us a good yearFor all of us to live

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The lives of our avos teach usAn example the provideHow to live with the MitzvosAs an eternal guide

BechukosaiWith these words Vayikroh does endThese are the laws that Hashem does commandLaws of Kedusha and all the DinimOf the Mishkan, Korbonos and Kohanim

Chorus:"If all my Mitzvosyou will doAll the world’s good I’ll give to you,The fields will bloom, the sun will shine"Me rain will fall, in the proper time."

But though we may ask, "Why should we learn howTo do the things we cannot do now?We’re still in Golus we’ve shed many tearsWe’ve had no Bais Hamikdosh for two thousand years."

Chorus:But the answer is really a very simple oneWe want to be ready when Moshiach will comeReady to bring Korbonos againRemembering the promise, Hashem made to us... then

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V’ahavto LreiachoIf you do someone a favorOr cheer them when they are sadWhen you dance and sing at a weddingAnd make a choson and kallah glad

If someone you know is sufferingHelp him all that you canYou would not speak lashon haraIf you loved your fellow man

Chorus:V’ahavto lreiachoL’reiacha kamochaLoving your friend as yourselfIs a very great mitzvah

When you welcome people into your homeAnd give them all food and drinkWhen you are kind to all of your friendsAnd of their feelings, you think

When you give tzedokah to someone in needOr visit a friend who is illBy doing all of these wonderful thingsThis Mitzvah, you fulfill

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EmorAm Yisroel was told the reasonFor each Yom Tov in it’s seasonYomim Tovim, our holidaysAre times for us to sing Hashem’s praise

On the fifteenth of the month of NissanFor Bnei Yisroel freedom had begunOn pesach we review the historyOf our bitter years of slavery

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After pesach we are told to countSeven weeks is the full amountUntil shavuos, the Torah we receivedIn 613 Mitzvoswe believe

Rosh Hashona, the first of TishreiWe Daven and blow Shofar on this dayOn the tenth of Tishrei, fasting and prayerYom Kippur, holiest day of the year

On the fifteenth, Sukos fallsOur wanderings in the desert we recallAnd so a Sukah we are told to buildWith Yom Tov joy our hearts are filled

Chorus:Hashem’s world, Hashem’s landShobbos does proclaimHashem’s world, Hashem’s landShmitah does the same

What do we eat in the seventh year?For six years the Jews preparedWith food they were suppliedIn Hashern they relied

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The fiftieth year was YoveilBringing hope for YisroelThat a better day will comeWith freedom for everyone

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Rosh HashanaThe sound of the shofar is loud and clear‘Cause rosh hashonoh is coming nearHashem counts our good deedsHe counts everyoneAnd rewards us for the Mitzvosthat we have doneThe averos we did, Hashem counts them tooLet’s hope they are tiny and very fewSo from now on, let’s live the real Torah wayAnd do many Mitzvosevery day

Buzzy The BeeOne day I saw a little beeIt flew from flower to flower And then little Eli turned on the hoseAnd the bee had quite a shower, BzzzzzzBut Buzzy the bee did not seem to mind She flew as fast as she was able To make the honey that we needFor our Rosh Hashanah table

Yom KippurBefore Yom Kippur - the holiest dayThe people in shul were surprised in this way

A simple boy entered - no one knew whyHe could not read a siddur, but this was his cry

“Hashem, Hashem, please help me nowI wasn’t to daven, but I don’t know how

Aleph, bes, gimel, dalet, hayIf only I knew the words I should say

Vov, zayin, chess, tess and yudI want to thank Hashem as I should”

His plea he said again and againHis Tefiloh went up straight to Hashem

“You see, said the Rav, what kavonoh can doLet’s learn from this boy to daven well, too”

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“We see, said the people, what kavonoh can doWe’ll learn from this boy to daven well, too”

SukkosThe yom tov sukkos is coming soonguess what I am by my sound?I shake to the right, I shake to the leftI shake, shake all aroundI have a very special friendWho grows on the esrog treeI am the lulov, now don’t forgetto make a brocha on me

ChanukaLatkaleh, latkaleh, hop, hop, hop, tanz arein in mein topBack zich aus zehr zehr fein, veil ich vill du zolst zein mein

Latkaleh latkaleh, hop in the pan, jump and dance as fast as you canFry and sizzle merrily, ‘cause you’re the one I’ll eat you see

Teire zizze lichtalach, du dertzelst a geshichtalehAle menshen grois and klein, freien sich ven chanuka kumt zu gehn

Sweet little candles burning bright, tell me your story again tonightEveryone, both young and old, wants these miracles to be retold

The shemenAntiochus, a wicked king , did to the Jews a terrible thingHe made the holy Bais Hamikdosh unclean, and besides, he was so meanthat’s not fair, the macabees did sayWith Hashem’s help they chased Antiochus awayThey found a little shemen , it was a sight when Hashem make it burn eight days and nights

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Tu B’shvatI’ll plant a tree in the ground and water it with careAnd after Tu B’shvat we’ll see little buds growing thereThe wisest man in the world can not make trees growIt is only Hashem, Hashem we love, that makes things grow, we know

PurimKing Achashverosh made a great feastHe told his wife Vashti to comeShe had many pimples, a hundred at leastAnd said I can’t join in your fun

The king got so angry, and to his servant said“Take her, I don’t want her, she’s mean”And from all the maidens that shushan town hadEsther became his new queen

Haman told everyone “Bow down to me”But Mordecai said, “That I’ll never do”I bow only to Hashem, Hashem ElokimAnd I’m proud, so proud to be a Jew

He bows only to Hashem, Hashem Elokim And he’s proud, so proud to be a Jew

When Purim ComesWhen then yom tov Purim comes, oh, how happy I will beI’ll dress up in some funny clothes and you’ll not know I’m meIll be busy all the day, guess what I will do?I will bring shalach monos to you and you and you, too

A Gift From HashemHashem gave us a present, do you know what it was?He gave us the Torah, and we must keep its lawsHe asked some other people “do you want this gift of mine?”But they said “no thank you, for the Torah there’s no time”Then to bnei Yisroel, Hashem did goWe said “naash benishmah” ‘cause we love Hashem so

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PessachThere was a little mouse, who lived in a houseShe ate bread crumbs all day, all day

She found them in the close, she found them on the floorAnd when she was hungry, she found some more

But one fine morning she jumped to her feetShe looked here, she looked there, but there was not one crumb to eat

Yes, you guessed, it was pessach time,And our little mouse found matzo and wine

She ate and she drank, and I’m pleased to sayShe thanked Hashem in her own little way

Trust In HashemIt was hot in the midbor, when the yiddin wandered thereNo trees, no cars, no stores to be seen anywhereThey were very hungry, there was no grocerySo they cried to Moshe Rebenu, “we’re as hungry as can be”

Chorus:Trust in Hashem, and you will surely knowHashem will help you wherever you may go

Moshe Rabenu said, “Don’t worry Help is on the way”And the mon fell from the shomayim almost every single dayThe mon was so delicious, it tasted heavenlyOn Friday they got double, some for Shabbos, naturally

Trust in Hashem, and you will surely knowHashem will help you, wherever you may go

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Lag B’omerMany years ago, a poor shepherd boy watched the seep all dayAkiva didn’t even know the aleph-bes, which all of us can sayRachel, his smart wife, gave him good adviceThis is what she said“It’s never too late to start learning Torah if you use your head”

So Rabbi Akiva, learned both day and nightA great talmid chochom he becameHe had many Talmidim, who all learned TorahAnd we should do the same

Shevuos“I am a mountain, so very high, I can reach way up to the skyThe Torah should be given on me, ‘Cause I am as tall as can be, you see”

“Oh no, I am much taller than you,And there are so many things I can doThe Torah should be given on me, ‘Cause I am as great as can be’

But little har sinai just stood there and sighted“I know I’m not tall, I know I’m not wideThat’s why the Torah can’t be given on me‘Cause I’m just a plain mountain” he said simply

But from all the mountains Hashem chose har sinaiBecause he did not hold himself highHe had such simple and humble waysAnd from this we learn that humbleness pays

Tisha B’avMy heart is in the east, though I am here in the westFor eretz Yisroel is the place that I love bestI want to daven with kavonoh at the kossel hamaaroviThat Hashem should send Moshiach, how happy the whole world will beThisha b’av will be a yom tov, not a sad day to fastJust very peaceful days for everyone at last

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TzedokahTzedokah

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One Night a Man Knocked on my DoorOne night a man knocked on my doorAt a glance I could see he was poorMy emotions were moved by the look on his faceRachamim every Jew does possess.

I could see by the look on his face,That to sleep he did not have a placeI smiled and asked him to please come inside.The poor man broke down and he cried:

“I am lonely and sad; how forlorn is my plight,To hunger each day, to wander each nightThose who console me are few -The givers of tzedokah like you.

“Remember my child as long as you live,To people in need, tzedokah you’ll giveThe money may last for a while -But I’ll always remember your smile.”

In the TorahIn the Torah, there is a big MitzvahTo put Tzedokah in the Pushkah.Help a poor man in distressTzedokah tatzil mimaves

I’m s Little Hunk of TinI’m a little hunk of tin,Every day a penny goes in.I go far and I go near,To help a poor Jew in despair.

Clank, clank, jingle, jingle,The Mitzvah is done!Clank, clank, jingle, jingle,Tzedokah is fun!

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The Task of Moshiach’s Dor (T.T.T.O. Ki Heim Chayeinu—Shlomo

Carlebach)

The task of Moshiach’s Dor -To fill our fellow’s needs.To do what we can, and moreOf Tzedokahh and good deeds.

To give all our body and heartTo serve another Jew.To sever him from his shackles apart,To live his life anew!

The eyes that cry at the misery,The ears that hear the sad history,That hand that distributes the alms,To the many needy palms.

The heart to feel for a friend -To pray that his hardships will endTo speak to the wretched and poor,Words heartfelt and pure.

So, a man can rise up high,His place in creation to gain.His every eiver the angels will flyTo a loftier plane.

For, as the Rebbe has taught us,The limbs that do all the MitzvosAre changed from a chomer and geshem -To mirkavos Hashem.

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The WinnerThree o’clock, Friday afternoon in the candy store he stood,Filling out the lotto one more time.This time, of course he’d win; there’s no doubt in his mind.His poverty was soon to end; salvation he would find.

He’d fulfill the dream he’d have for years -To care for the needy and wipe away their tears.Yes charity, oh charity, he’d give he’s quite sure,He’d be a benefactor of the needy and the poor.

Chorus:Next night he found out he was the winnerEverybody in the city knew.“Congratulations! You’re the winner,It’s a lifelong dream come true.”

Next day a man came to him from the street,Telling him, “I’ve nothing left to eat.”He handed him a contribution and a little more,And with a smile and a handshake, walked him to the door.

But his investments were doing very well,There were so many things to buy and sell.As the time went marching on, things didn’t stay the same,And he gave less and less to everyone that came.

Chorus:And where he’d go they’d say, “There goes the winner!”Everybody in the city knew,“Congratulations! You’re the winner,It’s a lifelong dream come true.”

Sitting in the lounge of his yacht on the isle,With the latest novel, a whisky and a smile -When sweet dreams were disturbed by a ringing of the phone,“It’s your father,” his wife said, “I think he wants a loan.”

“Tell him I’m not here, Grace dear,Everything’s invested for the next year.They’ve got to understand,” he said, as he turned the page,“I’ve got to leave a little something for my old age.”

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The Sound of an Army in the Distance (T.T.T.O. Tzahal March

The sound of an army in the distance,Is coming to my ear.The tramping feet are coming closer,And yet I have no fear.For flying proudly at our fore,Is our ancient banner of yore.

Chorus:Orange and White, through many a fight -A beacon of light, dazzling the eyes of our foe.The sword we wield will never yield,Tzedokah is our lasting shield!

Our foe has marshalled his battalions,He spurs them to the attack.He hurls a hail of deadly arrows,He waits for our line to crack.But we stand in armor of goldMade for us by our Sages of old.

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The arrows fall aside, broken -Stopped by our suits of mail,The enemy is sounding the recall -Seeing their attack will fail.Viyilbash tzedokah kisherovUkova yeshuah birosho

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In the Dark of Night (T.T.T.O. Rabos Machshavos—Rabbi’s Sons)

In the dark of night,The call had come.Chaim was takenFrom his family and home.

A poor man sittingWith outstretched hands -Though he was rushing,He gave his last cents.

The bombs were falling,Rockets were blaring,A shot rang out -Chaim was hit!

Lying so quiet,Doomed to death,Chaim was saved -Tzedokah tatzil mimaves

Walking Alone, with Nowhere to Go (T.T.T.O. Reach Out—J.E.P.)

Walking alone, with nowhere to go,A man with tears in his eyes.Weary and weak with hunger and pain,He falls and can’t seem to rise.

Quickly, I go to the poor helpless manWith the torn and tattered clothes.Too proud to beg, too shy to talk,His hunger and pain still grows.

A Jew, when troubled and distressedRequires help from a friend.The money one works for, with effort and toil,He gives away or lends.

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“Listen to me, my dear fellow JewYour worries are for but a while.”Tzedokahh B’mammon I gave to him,The man now walks with a smile.

A Numb Winter Coldness(T.T.T.O. Achas Shoalti—Pirchei II)

A numb winter coldnessPierced through the wallsOf a hut on the edge of the town.

A woman lay dying,She’d already stopped tryingTo soothe the child she had born.

The Alter RebbeFeeling the painAlone, he went to her aid.

Chopped wood for the fire,Warmed milk for the babe,While Ne’ilah was prayed.

Going out of his way,The Rebbe did portrayThe importance of Tzedokah B’guf.

TzedokahTzedokah, Tzedokah, Tzedokah,That is what we give -To poor people,To help them live.

So they’ll have food and clothes,So they’ll have food and clothes,Even a penny a day -Before we start to pray!

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Mr. Fix(T.T.T.O. Tzur mi shelo achalnu)

I do all kinds of work; my name is Mr. Fix,But Shabbos day, I don’t; I work the other six.I shlep, I build, I paint, a whole week I don’t sit -But Shabbos day, I won’t; that’s the day I quit!

I will not dig a hole, pour water on a plant,I will not mow the lawn, the Torah says I can’t.I will not milk a cow; I don’t even know howTo grind the grains of wheat the Torah won’t allow.

Chorus:‘Cause Shabbos I don’t do melacha.Like it says in the halachaThat is why I have hatzlachaIn all the weekday work I do.

There are thirty-nine melachasI will do for your mishpacha,Except on Shabbos. What a brachaWhen my work is through.

If you want bread or cake,There’s something you should know.On Shabbos, I don’t bake -I do not knead the dough.

I will not cut your hair,Your bangs I will not clip.I really do not careIf I don’t get a tip.

I will not wash your shirt,I will not clean your socks,I will not paint your walls,I won’t wind your clock.

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I won’t sew your pantsEven if they tear.Don’t tell me it’s not fair -Go wear another pair!

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I won’t tear open mailThat comes into my house.I will not kill a bug,Or catch a little mouse.

I cannot write your name,Or draw your funny face.And pictures that I’ve drawn,I cannot erase.

I will not tie in knots,The laces on my feet.I won’t cut up a board -Or a paper sheet.

I will not build your houseAnywhere in town.A building you don’t want,I won’t knock it down.

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I will not fix a chairWith broken legs or feet.I’m sorry if you mustFind another seat.

I will not light a fire,On Shabbos I refrain.And I won’t put it out -Instead I’ll wait for rain.

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I would never goOn Shabbos for a ride.And I would surely neverCarry things outside.

I left out some melachosBut please let me stress,That I will not do anyFf the Lamid tes!

CholentThere’s a Shabbosdike maachel for all the Yiddin - cholent,Eaten by all Jews with Seichel even when it is Farbrent!First take fourteen gallon pot, 90 potatoes that’s a lot -Ten bags of beans off the shelf, make sure that you don’t fall in yourself.Twenty-two pounds of bones and meat, pour in some ketchup, make it sweet.Then throw in anything of which you think, anything but the kitchen sink.

On the blech you let it simmer until it bubbles - boiling hot,Eating cholent won’t make you slimmer, I can assure you - it will not!Be extra careful once you start, you’ll have more feeling in your heart.Cholent will do wonders for your soul; make sure you don’t eat more than one bowl.Cholent is a food that’s so Geshmak, some say it goes down like a rock.Eating it gives us much to gain, all week the memories of cholent do remain.

When on Shabbos You Go OutWhen on Shabbos you go out,Do not carry things about.Get those bulging pockets clearOf the things you hold so dear.

Marbles, jacks and yo-yo stringsAnd a million other things.Don’t take them to Shul with you -Be a perfect Shabbos Jew!

PopeyeI’m Popeye the Sailor MentchAfter I eat I bentch.Friday night I make kiddish,Because I am yiddish.I’m Popey the Sailor Mentch.

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When Zaidy was YoungWhen Zaidy was young, he would take a rideTo visit his Bubby on the East Side.Each Friday morning, he traveled by trolleyTo bring back some of his Bubbe’s fresh challey.

Chorus:She said, “Eat my challos; es is gut far alles -You’ll feel so good if you just eat my challos.If you’ll eat mein challos far ein hundret yorYou will live very long, dos is for sure!”

When Zaidy grew up and was ready to marry,He thought of those challos that he used to carry.He said, “I will only take for a kalla -A girl who, like Bubbe, knows how to bake challahh!

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It’s many years later there’s no more trolley,But Zaidy still brings Bubbe’s freshly baked challey.Each Erev Shabbos he takes great pride,And brings us those warm challos from the East Side

Chorus:And he says, “Es mein challos, please eat my challos,Then when your finished, just sing Shir HamaalosIf I bring you challos far ein hundert yor,We will both live long, and that’s for sure!”

Then after shul, he’d take off his tallis,First he’d say kiddush, then slice the challos.We each ate five pieces, and when we were done,He told us these challos are just like the mon.

Chorus:The mon had a cover, just like these challos,And it was white like a new Shabbos tallis.The Yiddin ate mon for just fertzik yor,But we’ll eat our challos a hundred or more.

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I Used to ThinkI used to think my mother was a Shabbos Queen -She’d stand so regally, with royal grace.And whisper to the King of the Universe, HashemFrom her very sheltered place, behind her covered face.

I know that she’s not asking Him for diamonds,My noble mother doesn’t ask for gold.She’s asking Him to help me study all the Torah’s ways,And to let her eyes behold the joy as she grows old.

Oh, when I grow up, no matter what life bringsHashem will grant me the strength I need to handle it,And I will walk by the light of a thousand Friday nightsAnd the tefillos of my mother who always has her candles lit.

My mother turns our home into a palaceHer wisdom and her warmth both make it so,She bentches licht, and I can hear her tender feelings speakWithout any voice or words, but the kiss on my cheek.

My mother’s candle light is so gentle and so soft,It smoothes away her forehead’s every crease.And suddenly, the troubles of the past week disappear -All our fears and worries cease in our moment of peace.

I think of how it hurts my mother when I’m doing wrong,When I do not let my good side show.But this week I decide I will make my mother proud -Because how else will she know that I love her so?

Each mitzvah that I do will be a diamond,Each smile of mine will be a precious stoneTo put into the crown she seems to wear each Friday night -And when I am fully grown, I’ll wear a crown of my own.

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Shabbos YerusholayimWalking through the streets,I feel my face aglow -Exhilaration in my heart.That curious elation has returned againI’m back with what I feel a part.

The siren sounds, and all around a peace descendsRelieving worries of the week.The Kosel stands, a wall so grand receiving friends -They’ve come to pray for all they seek.

CHORUS:Please come and spend with us a ShabbosSo come and feel the kedusha, let it in!We surely hope you’ll seeThat special qualityThere’s nothing like a Shabbos Yerusholayim!

Let’s rejoice, we know it’s coming,We wait so anxiously till it begins.We’ll spend this holy dayA sacred city’s wayWe call it Shabbos Kodesh Yerusholayim!

Something’s in the air, we can’t describe it well,Ancient wonder all around -Stirring up the souls of all who travel there,They’re warmed by beauty that they’ve found.

Zmiros fill the air with a tranquility,While strolling through the quiet street.Shabbos has that simple soft serenity,Yerusholayim makes it all complete!

Many of our nations, feel no agitationTreating Shabbos disrespectfully.Stop the desecration! No more violation!Preserve the city’s sanctity.

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Shabbos Comes on Friday Night(T.T.T.O. Adon Olam)

Shabbos comes on Friday nightWe light the candlesThey burn so brightWe bless the wineIt tastes so fineWe eat the challahIt’s shabbat time!

Olive OilI’m Olive Oil the SailoressBefore I eat I bless.On Friday nightThe candles I light,I’m Olive Oil the Sailoress.

Yankie BearY-A-N-K-I-EB-E-A-RYankie Bear!And if you dare -Of the Shabbos He does take great care.

He always goes to ShulEven if it’s farY-A-N-K-I-E B-E-A-R!

Shabbos is ComingShabbos is coming; we’re so happy,We’re gonna sing and shout out loud.Six days a week we wait for Shabbos,A gift from Hashem, and we’re so proud.

So, let’s shout together, “Shabbos!”Let’s sing together, “Shabbos!”Whisper together, “Shabbos!”Tell it to the world, “Shabbos!”

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Among the SmilesAmong the smiles, among the tears,Of my childhood sweet and bitter years,There’s a picture that my memory fondly frames -And through it shines, two tiny flames.

My mother’s Shabbos candlesWhich made our home so bright,Which faithfully she kindledWith a prayer on Friday night.

And then around the tableWe gathered and we heard,My father chant the kiddushHis heart in every word.

Our humble home became a mansionIn that mystic glow,Our hearts were filled with hopes and dreamsAnd thoughts of long ago.

And yet the tragic storiesOf Israel’s darkest night,Will never dim the gloryOf my mother’s Shabbos light.

By Mir Is Shabbos Shain(T.T.T.O. By mir bistu shain)

By mir is Shabbos shain,No weekday is the same,I’ll always hold itAlways keep it dear.

Ba-da-da-da-da-da

Di shayne lichtelachDi klayne chalalach

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The Callah LadyThere is a wealthy lady Who lives in my neighborhood,She has a cook to stock every shelf.But Wednesday night she yells “Hooray”And she shoots her cooks away,Because she wants to bake the challah herself.

You can tell that baking challah is her pride and joy,It’s a mitzvah she won’t ever shirk.Smells so good that I suppose -That if you follow your nose -You will find the challah lady at work.

And she kneads, kneads, kneads her challah dough.The only thing she needs is challah dough.

Now the challah lady had a dinner to attend,With the wealthiest people in town.“Well if you want to attend,”Said her fine and fancy friend,“Then you need, you need, you need a new gown.”

But the store would only sell the gowns on Wednesday night.The challah lady said, “I cannot go.I’ll put some new lace on my wrist,To give the old gown a new twistLike the twist I give to my challah dough.”

Now the challah lady went to visit Dr. Smith,And he told her she had to lose weight.He said, “Here’s a nice surprise -There’s a class in exerciseFor the ladies every Wednesday at eight.”

Now the challah lady said, “I just cannot come,But you say, I’m heavy so.I’ll just have to put more might -Into kneading Wednesday night,So that I’ll be as light as my dough.”

It was summer, and the air conditioner broke down,

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It was a hundred degrees in daylight.Said repair man Yirachmiel,“I’ve began a great new deal,I’ll be selling my tools Wednesday night.”

“It’s the only time I’ll fix the air conditioning,Or you’ll wait till I buy new supplies.”And she said, “I’ll wait a week,While the heat will help my challah dough rise.”

Now the challah lady had a wig of lovely hair,And she wanted it handsomely, brushed.But the stylist said she might -Only do it Wednesday night,But any other time she’d be rushed.

Now the challah lady said, “I just cannot go.But my sheitel needs setting I know.So I’ll just dye my wig a shade,And I’ll give it a new braid,Like the braid I give to my challah dough.”

Now the challah lady had a daughter Sara’le,And she was old enough - almost eighteen.But the shadchan said, “I mightOnly do it Wednesday night,For no other time can I be seen.”

Now the challah lady said, “I just cannot go,But my daughter needs a shidduch I know.The only mixing she will do -Is the mixing I do too,Like the type I do to my challah dough.”

Now the challah lady told me why her baking is -More important than all of these things.It’s because ladies have aloneThis mitzvah as their own,And so when she bakes the challah she sings.

A Little Girl(T.T.T.O. Ki Hinei Kachomer)

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A little girl with big sad eyesSits alone and weeps.It’s a Shabbos licht she yearnsAnd welcome Shabbos peace.

But alas her mother has strayedHer Pintele Yid has dimmed away.A harsh rebuke and mocking words,Answer the cries of her little girl.

Oh little one it’s up to you,Zechor you are a Jew.Return your mother to the path she once knew,She’ll see then what is true.

V’Hayshiv Lev Avos,She shall return.Al Bonim, from her precious one learn.The Shabbos peace they’ll both usher in,Hands clasped in love a glow from within.

The Shabbos AngelsThe Shabbos angels are peaking through my window,Ima’s lighting candles, and abba’s going to shul.

Shabbat Shalom, Shabbat Shalom, Shabbat Shalom,To every one of you,

Shabbos is Going AwayShabbos is going away,The sky’s getting dark, it’s the end of the day.Oh, Shabbos you really should know,We’re sorry to see you go.

But you will come back next week we know.You will come back for we love you so.So, let us thank Hashem,Who will bring Shabbos back again.

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In A One Room ApartmentIn a one room apartment, somewhere in the city,A story of magic unfolds.There lived an old widow, without any children,Abandoned forgotten alone.

She lived with the memories, of barbed wire fences,The darkness invading her dreams.Oh if ever a woman had reasons to cry,Then surely the woman was she.

But never did she shed a tear,She asked for no answers, had nothing to fear.G-d’s love is but hidden, in time we’ll know why.But today there’s no reason, no reason to cry.

It happened one Friday, there just was no money.The table bare covered in white.But she found a few pennies, and bought a small candle,So Shabbos would still have its light.

She lit the lone candle, recited a brocha,The deepest of joys in her heart.When a gust of wind blew Through a crack in the window,The flame once so bright has gone down.

This time the pain was so great,She tried to hold back - but it was too late.“Where has my faith gone?” she said with a sigh,As a small teardrop formed on the edge of her eye.

It rolled down her cheek, heading straight for the candle,As if with a mind of its own.Touching the wick, the drop burst out in flame,Once more, there was light in her home.

No more could she hold back her tears,She cried out in sorrow of so many years.G-d’s love is but hidden, in time we’ll know why -But the heavens have told her, “It’s all right to cry.”

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Shloimele It was after the meal on Friday night,The house still filled with Shabbos light.At the candles stare a boy of three,He watches the lichtelach lovingly.

Suddenly a cry was heard,The candles tipped his hand was burned,It left on him a scar so deep,A memory he knew he’d always keep.

At five years old he was taken away,From the derech of Torah he did stray,Taken to the army as captive,As a Jew he could not live.

His parents davened for him each night,That the KGB he’d be able to fight.Their mesiras nefesh was burning strong,How long will it last, Hashem, how long?

His father’s emunah would never dim,He continued teaching his talmidim.Spreading the warmth of yiddishkeit,Till the ominous sound of a knock one night.

To Siberia he was forced to go.But still in the icy wind and snow,He continued his work that was forbidden,In a small cold shack that was much hidden.

He gathered men, they sat and learned.In each a flame of bitochon burned.One Friday night, there deep in thought,A soldier barged in the chossid was caught.

In a rage the soldier lifts his arm,He’s stopped by the chossid’s cry of alarm.The chossid sees the scar within,Memories flash before him.

He starts to hope, oh, could it be,My only son returning to me?

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Oy vay, Hashem what have they done?Shloimele...you are my son!

Shabbos is a Day of Love (T.T.T.O. Vehar’einu—Shlomo Carlebach)

Shabbos is a day of love.Shabbos is a day of joy,Shabbos is a taste of the heavens above.

When we say “Gut Shabbos,”We know, the L-rd above usIs smiling at His children,And all the world is one.

Chorus:Sing, sing, sing, “Shabbat Shalom”Drink l’chaim, Shabbat ShalomPray, pray, pray, Shabbat ShalomEvery day, Shabbat Shalom

Soon, we shall sing and pray,Soon, we shall dance all day,Soon, we shall find the way back to our home.

Far away from sorrow,Where there is no tomorrow.For life is always Shabbos,When Shabbos fills our soul.

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I’m Big Gedaliah Goomber Chorus:Ain’t gonna work on Saturday!Ain’t gonna work on Saturday!Double, double, triple pay,Won’t make me work on Saturday.Ain’t gonna work on Saturday,It’s Shabbos Kodesh!

I’m big Gedaliah GoomberI’m not exactly small,But really, not so very big,Just seventeen feet tall!I’m rigged for working,For that, I’m very fit.Six days a week, I’m at itOn the seventh day, I quit.

I once helped raise a buildingAnd, on the hundredth floor,I was carrying a load of bricks -An easy ton or more.And here, it’s late on Friday,I knew I’d have to stop.So I yelled, watch out below -And let the whole thing drop!

At driving a locomotiveI thought I’d take a crack,I had the throttle wide openZooming down the track.And here, it’s almost Shabbos,The sun’s about to set.So, I dove into a mudholeAnd the train is running yet.

I worked down in a coal mineAnd lost myself, alright.I couldn’t tell the days apartBecause there was no light.So, I set myself to diggingJust as fast as you may please,

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And, I popped up in an hour -Where the people speak Chinese.

I had a job, a dandy,On a road construction crew.A great big mountain had us stuck -We couldn’t dig it through.And soon it would be Shabbos,But, not to say I’m proud,I took that stubborn mountain -And kicked it on a cloud.

I turned to deep-sea diving,And took an awful chance,On a sunken steamer’s deck -I got caught by my pants.And, trapped beneath the ocean,I couldn’t set myself free,But, I went home for Shabbos -And dragged that ship with me!

I once was an explorer -To Africa, I went.One Shabbos, hungry lionsCame roaring ‘round my tent.My assistant held my rifle,“Go Goomber, shoot those pests.”But, I called them in instead -To be my Shabbos guests.

Once, to split the atom -With effort, I had learned.Suddenly, there was a blast -Boy, did I get burned.Everyone was worried,So, the doctors I did tell,That by keeping the Shabbos holy -I would soon be fit and well.

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I worked at Cape Kennedy,And things were going right,A great big rocket ship was set -On the launching site.And here, it’s getting dark -Shabbos was coming soon.So, I pushed the starting button,And spent Shabbos on the moon.

I once was an astronaut -And flying through the stars,I came across a spaceshipWhose pilots were from Mars.I said, “Hello there, Martians”And stayed with them, untilI taught them to keep Shabbos -And they’re keeping Shabbos, still.

I dress my best on Shabbos,Three meals, I feast me fine.I make a royal KiddushOn a barrel full of wine.And, when I sing my ZemirosFor a thousand miles, they know -That I’m enjoying Shabbos,For Hashem has told us so.

A Young Boy Holds (T.T.T.O. Keili Atoh)

A young boy holds a small cup in his hand,Reciting words he can barely understand.But on his face, there shines a joyful light -He is making Kiddush Friday night.

“Father, Father, please join in with me.Father, Father, I’m lonely, can’t you see.Let’s daven together, that is my dream,Viheishv lev avos an banim.”

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A young girl holds a candlestick, so bright,Preparing to light the candles, Friday night.Her mother is watching, with tears in her eyes,Her daughter turns to her, and cries;

“Mother, Mother, please join in with me.Mother, Mother, I’m lonely, can’t you see.Let’s light together, that is my dream,Viheishv lev avos an banim.”

Throughout the world, children pure and true,Are teaching Torah to every single Jew.Their parents are learning, and they are so proud -And together, they all cry out loud;

“Father, Father, when will the Geulah be?Father, Father, we’re lonely, can’t You see?Please bring Moshiach, that is our dream,Viheishv lev avos an banim.”

If I Would Have The Might (T.T.T.O. Mikolos Mayim Rabim)

If I would have the might -I would run into the night,And I would scream, “Shabbos,Shabbos, Shabbos, Shabbos.”

Shabbos, Shabbos, Shabbos, Shabbos,Shabbos, Shabbos, Shabbos, Shabbos,Shabbos hayom laHashem,Shabbos hayom laHashem.

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One Peaceful Friday Night(T.T.T.O. Mikolos Mayim Rabim)

One peaceful Friday night,The table decked in white.The gloom and darkness of GolusSeemed lost in the candlelight.

Entranced by the brilliant glare,The young boy pondered and stared,He dreamed of a world of Kedusha -Where Shabbos is kept everywhere.

Chorus:With Zemiros and learning, and bright candles burning,My weekly nechama lifts up my Neshama -For Shabos hayom laHashem -We are so different from them.We raise up our voices, the whole world rejoices.Hashem elokeinu Shema koleinu.With zeal and desire, each week we strive -To keep this tradition alive.

Because we’re the Am Segulah -An Am of Torah and Gedulah,If only we’d all keep the Shabbos,We’d surely bring the Geulah.

As the candles dwindle in size,Teardrops form in my eyes.A feeling of sadness surrounds me,As the flame flickers and dies.

But a ray of hope still remains,In a world filled with darkness and pain,Each week, light will shine through the darkness -And Shabbos Hamalkah will reign.

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Just One Shabbos Western Wall on Friday night, first time ever there.

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Strapped into his knapsack, with his long and curly hair.He stood there for a while, then broke out with a smile,Emotion, overwhelming joy, with tears.

The men were dancing there, their hearts so full of loveSang such happy tunes, to thank the One AboveFor showing them the way, for giving them a dayRest, rejoice, with peace of mind, to pray

Chorus:Just one Shabbos, and we’ll all be freeJust one Shabbos, come and join with meWe’ll sing and dance to the skyWith our spirits so highWe will show them all, it’s trueLet them come and join us, too

I said, hello, my friend, you seem to be amusedHe said, much more than that, I am a bit confusedI know I am a Jew, I was Bar Mitzvah tooBut Shabbos, in our home, who ever knew

He asked to join with us, to understand and seeHe spent some time with us, in total ecstasyNext Shabbos came along, his feelings grew so strongHe first began to feel, that he belonged

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He found his treasure, made some changes in his lifeA brand-new family, his children and his wifeThey learn new things each day, to live the Torah wayThe message of the Shabbos, they will relate

Now, every Friday night, they go down to the WallInvite some people ‘round, and they will tell them allWe’ll teach them this new song, to join and sing alongSoon we’ll all be free, it won’t be long

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I Have A Mezuzah I have a MezuzahI have a MezuzahOn my doorOn my doorAnd now, I will tell youAnd now, I will tell youWhat it’s forWhat it’s for

To kiss the MezuzahTo kiss the MezuzahIs my aimIs my aimFor on it, is writtenFor on it, is writtenHashem’s nameHashem’s name

I Ran Around The Corner (T.T.T.O. Old McDonald)

Oh, I ran around the cornerAnd I ran around the blockAnd I ran right into a bakery shopAnd I looked at the doorAnd, you know what I saw?Right! A Mezuzah was on the door

So I stood proudAnd I shouted loudYes, I’m in the Mezuzah crowdWe love Mezuzah (kiss, kiss)

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When Chaim Comes Marching HomeWhen Chaim comes marching home each dayHorah, horahHe lifts his hand so he can touch the mezuzaHe kisses the one in the living roomHe kisses the one in the dinning roomHe kisses the mezuza all around the house

It Happened Yom Kippur (T.T.T.O. At the Foot of the Kosel—J.E.P.)

It happened Yom Kippur, as they were prayingA truck pulled up, the sergeant was sayingA war has broke out, we need all our menTo serve lima’an Hashem

Young Mottel turned ‘round to his father beside himFather, advise me before I go fight themGive me a bracha I should have hatzlachaAnd let’s hope we’ll meet again

Oh, Mottel my son, do not be dejectedWe have a Mezuzah, you’ll be protectedSet aside time during each dayTo study His Torah and pray

Speak to our soldiers that will be with youTeach them bichol dirochecho doe’huHashem yishmor tzeischo, safe and secureUntil you’ll be with us once more

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On A Busy Manhattan Street Corner (T.T.T.O. Oh, Dovid)

On a busy Manhattan street cornerA young boy approaches a manExcuse me, sir, but would you like to put onThe Tefillin I have in my hand

As the man starts refusing his offerA dazed look does enter his eyeAs he remembers a place that he’d lovedHe breaks down and starts to cry

Oh Gan Yisroel, I cry out in painIt hurts to realize how far I have strayedIdeals that you set, the friends that I metOh, why did I cast them aside

The Shabbos in camp, the songs that we sangResounding Yechis, how loud they rangI cry for those days, young man, let’s embraceThen please find me some Tefillin of my own

A White-bearded Chossid(T.T.T.O. Heitivah—Tzlil V’zemer)

A white-bearded Chossid, a stranger indeedBoarded the plane that I was onHe seated himself right next to meAnd asked me if Tefillin I’d like to don

Try as I may, I could not understandThe meaning of this commandBut the warmth that I felt, ignited a sparkSomething awoke in my heart

Throughout our Golus it always survivedThe pintele Yid that’s hidden insideLidabeik bishchina it constantly strivesLev Yisroel, forever alive

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‘Cause I’m A JewI wear a kippa on this head of mine.I daven mincha in the proper time.And by havdalah in my pockets I put wine.‘Cause I’m a Jew, I do that too.

I put my shlocks down, when it starts to rain.I shake a lulav, which my neighbors think insane.I like to bury my gefilte fish in chrein.‘Cause I’m a Jew, I do that too.

Chorus:‘Cause I’m a Jew, ‘cause I’m a Jew,I do that too.Because the Torah tells me to,I do that too,I do the strangest things a manCould ever do.‘Cause I’m a Jew, I do that too.

Oh there are times when I wear sneakers with my suit,And I must confess that it looks rather cute.And there’s a time where we must send each other fruit.‘Cause I’m a Jew, I do that too.

Oh once a year I twirl a chicken over my head,And it wouldn’t be that bad if it were dead.And there’s a time I go outside and burn my bread.‘Cause I’m a Jew, I do that too.

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Oh once a month I go outside and bless the moon.And once a year I have to eat all afternoon.And there’s a time I pound my chest and sing a tune.‘Cause I’m a Jew, I do that too.

On Pesach I will drink four cups of wine, it’s true.And then eat matzah till I have no strength to chew.Then I eat horseradish until I’m turning blue.‘Cause I’m a Jew, I do that too.

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59th Street GangWhen they come roaring down the street, in their leather bomber jackets,Tieres screaming, pavement screeching, making such a racket.Shiny steels spokes, glistening against the flashing chains,The people would all run before the 59th street gang.

The leader of the group, was a guy they all called Mike.Respected for his strength, and the way he rode his bike.He kept his secret carefully, no one ever knew. That the dare devil, rough ‘n tough, leader was a Jew.

He survived as an orphan from early childhood,There was no one there to teach him, to do the things he should.The inside of a synagogue, he’d seen but once before.Now his life was a Harley trouble, and no more.

Well one day they were parked outside Tony’s Pizza Shop,When one of them did say, “Now there’s money on the block.I’ve heard that in the synagogue, they have a silver crown.Sure to fetch a pretty penny, if we hock it in downtown.”

They drew a lot to see who’d be the one to go on in.The short straw went to Mike, the sin belonged to him.They set a date and time, for Sunday to comeAnd they slapped Mike on the back, ‘cause he was the chosen one.

Sunday night was cloudy, it was a chilly night for fall.Mike approached the synagogue, walking cool and tall.And the 59th street gang waited underneath the trees,Mike climbed up the stairs, and he picked the lock with ease.

He walked into the synagogue and everything was dark,The everlasting flame was casting shadows on the Ark.He reached up to open, the Aron Kodesh door,The silver crown shown in the night, like it never shone before.

And what he saw, made his head spin aroundHe couldn’t believe his eyes, and he broke down.Back out of the synagogue he slowly turned around,The gang beneath the trees saw him, without the silver crown.

Listen guys he said, “That crown’s in memory of the Rabbi’s soul,

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May he rest in peace.”

“I’ve lead you all with blood and guts, as the years went by.Ain’t no one gonna tell me what to do, and whyI’ve kept my secret carefully, ‘till now I’ve told no one,The 59th street gang is no place for the Rabbi’s son.”

Broken DreamsDriving his Porsche down the PalisadesIn the leather bucket seats on a winter day.Racing by the windows he can see the frozen trees,Behind him lay the pieces of all his broken dreams.

Remembering the day, when he’d said good-bye,To the yelling, the fights, the slamming doors and cries.But he’d been young and strong, he had lots of pride.Thought that grass was greener on the other side.

Chorus:Gonna leave it all behind now,Gonna throw it all away now.They don’t understand him, they’ll never agree.He’s leaving it all behind.

Got himself a job, in a piano bar.Moving down the coast, dreaming of the stars.Thinking of the times when his name would be in lights,Surrounded by the glare of the neon Vegas nights.

Year after year, soon he was the choice.They paid him any price, for his golden voice.He was rising to the top, movin’ high and fast.Everything he wanted, now, belonged to him at last.

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He’d gotten to the top, several years ago,Now all he had was memories of shows.His penthouse in Chicago, his house at the beach,His emptiness grew day by day, and gave his soul no peace.

That’s when he ran out of the building, like a mad man on fire.Wants to leave behind him, all the things he once desired.

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Now he rolls down the window of his car as he drives by,Keep it all because… I’m gonna leave it all behind.

Chorus:Gonna leave it all behind now,Gonna throw it all away now.They don’t understand him,They’ll never agree,But the one who was burned the most was he.

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The Silver CupThe shiny new silver cup brimming with Pesach wine.The Levy family Pesach Seder in 1909.The children’s shining faces, the father at the table head,Saying, “listen my dear child, to the words my father said;

Chorus:“We were slaves in Egypt long ago.G-d took us out saying, ‘let my people go.’The Torah we received, to show us the way,Keep the Torah throughout all your days.

The son used the cup every year, just like his father had done.It was a family tradition; father to son.Europe was torn - they headed for the USA,And as Passover was slowly forgotten,The cup was tarnished in the buffet.

Jonathan Levy was raised in a suburban dream,He never met his great great grandfather -A seder he’d never seen.He was going through the attic, on one of the days of rain,When he found a dented bent old cup, that seemed to be in pain.

The cup told a story, of different timesOf silver antiquity, brimming with wine.Of a nation’s tradition that for centuries endured,And the words that were said, that he’d never heard.

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A JourneyA Journey Through LifeThrough Life

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Ride the Train Come on and ride the train,Step on board, take your ticket, no two are the same.You’ll soon be going for a ride,There’s nowhere to run, no place to hide,You’re ridin’, ridin’, ridin’, on the train.

But you try to check your ticket,And you don’t know what it means.Will you get to sit on velvet and dine on fine cuisine.Or is it your place to be upon a worn out wooden seat,With a slice of old and crusty bread,Your only food to eat.

Come on and ride the train,The doors are closed, the whistle’s blowing -Now you must remain.The locomotive’s on a roll,There’s just some things you can’t control,You’re ridin’, ridin’, ridin’ on the train.

So you ask an older passenger,“How long will this ride be?”He says, “Sorry son, I can’t say. There is no guarantee.It might be the next station, we’ll be there in no time.Or maybe if you’re lucky,You can stay till the end of the line.”

Then you take a walk all through the train,Each box car one by one.Most are filled with people saying, “This ride’s just for fun.Why think about tomorrow when you’ve got today instead.Sit back, enjoy the view,There’s miles and miles of rail ahead.”

But one car seems so different,Inhabited by few.Who say there is no time to waste, we’re only passing through.The choices that you make today, are all that’s gonna last.This train is moving down the track,And it’s moving awful fast.

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One Day At a TimeWaking every morning, I’m awed to see the wayEverything You’ve made comes together.Opening my eyes to miracles each day,It helps to know you’re guiding light is here to stay.

And as I’m rising slowly, I gather strength and say,“I am not alone, You are with me.”And one day at a time as I try to find my way,I’ll reach for You, and feel You near me as I pray.

Chorus:You give me strength to grow and see,Who I am, who I need to be.And with You by my side,I have nothing to hide,If I can come to You honestly.

And when it’s all too much for me,I’ll hold on tight and You’ll carry me.Just one day at a time, I’ll look at You and I’ll findAll along You believe in me.

So many beginnings, so many times we fall,Each and every time is a chance to grow.But only when I search for the meaning of my day,I feel You close, I sense You near me and I know:

That every test and challenge is only but a gift,A chance to seek You out, and to find You.To try and see things clearly, to give my soul a lift -To feel Your strength, to see Your light come shining through.

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DestinyTake the lessons of the past, meet the future coming fast.Leave your shadows far behind you and move on.All the troubles that you’ve had, all the good times and the bad,Every man with his secret destiny.

Your soul came from above, and it was a special gift of love.There is a path which only you can move along.Sometimes it may seem clear, at times it despairs,Gather strength and head on, to where you belong.

Chorus:Destiny, striving to be all that we can be.Destiny, ‘cause every moment is an eternal memory.

Held captive by a pursuit that gives nothing in return,But a moment of pleasure, an empty void.The chains of body, hold onto the heartbeat of your soul,Break away, fulfil what you were destined to be.

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What’s your purpose do you know,Can you feel it in your soul?Can you feel the tug of heaven in the night?There’s a mission just for you, that no one else can do.Climb the mountain, swim the ocean, race the light.

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Neshomo’le“Come with me, little Neshomo’le, let me hold you in my hand -And we’ll fly away, you and I together, to a place down on the land.

“Come with me, little Neshomo’le, don’t shy away, do as your told -There’s a little child waiting to be born today, you’re to be his spark, his soul.”

But dear Malach’l, “No, I don’t want to go -There is so much pain and eviln on the earth below.Let me stay here up in heaven where it’s safe and I’ll be pure,Please don’t make me go away, can’t you see I’m so afraid.”

“Come with me, little Neshomo’le, it’s time you faced your destiny -And as we fly beneath the clouds now, I will show you, there is so much you can be.”

“Yes, dear Malach’l, I can see kedusha over thereLook, someone’s learning Torah, and there’s another deep in prayer -I will stay here if you answer me, it’s all I need to know.You must promise me dear friend, that I too will be like them.”

“Come with me, little Neshomo’le, oh it’s a task that I must do -As I tap you on the lip you will forget me, you’re on your own, it’s up to you.

“Come with me, little Neshama’le, let me hold you in my hand.And we’ll fly away, you and I together, to a place above the land.”

But dear Malach’l, “No, I don’t want to go -I’m not ready to go with you, where you take me I don’t know.Let me stay right where I am there’s so much more I need to do,Please don’t make me go away can’t you see I’m so afraid.”

“Come with me, little Neshomo’le, I’ve only come to take you home.There’s no need to fear your destination, you’ve earned a place right by the throne…

“A place right by the throne…”

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Night Was FallingNight was falling in the Russian camp,Darkness, silence settled all around.Icy moonlight lit the forest ground,Casting shadows on the snow.

Among the cold drifts far from anyone,Secretly a bris milah was done.Notice of the father and the sonCould mean sure death in the snow.

In the day, in the still of night,In the open or away from sight,We will always keep the Torah -And do Mitzvoswithout fear.

Chorus:In the mountains, in the Russian planes,In the streets and in the subway trains.We are faithful to the Torah -Ubisheim Hashem nazkir.

As they left their strength began to wane,And each step was filled with bitter pains.But Hashem saw faces filled with love -Vayelchu shneihem yachdav.

They were then caught with the mila knife,And the soldiers took the father’s life.The son cried as he saw Kidush Hashem -And Malachim wept with them -

Have no fear my son of knives and guns,Hashem lee ma ya’aseh lee adam -We must always keep the Torah,And do Mitzvoswithout fear

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Many years passed since that dreadful day.Grass and wheats grew on that martyr’s grave.And the son, for whom his life he gave,Followed in his father’s ways.

So one dark night in the winter cold,When his only son was eight days old.He did as he had been shown and told -A bris mila on that day.

In Mitzrayim and in GermanyThe dark age and much infirmary,We will always keep the Torah without fear.

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A Chossid Is Weeping A chossid is weeping his body wrapped in tearsHe hasn’t seen his Rebbe for eight long yearsHis soul reaching upward yearning to be freeEnwrapped in golus the flame does burn

Rebbe oh Rebbe we are so far apartBut this letter I dictate is engraved in my heartHayom holaditi oh Rebbe hear my pleaAnd help me bear this harsh decree

Transcending limitations yearning to be oneA Rebbe to his chossid like a father to his sonEight years later alive and freeA letter from his Rebbe he chances to see

Reb Mendel, Reb Mendel your letter I receivedIn all your bitter pain do not be grievedYour suffering I see and soon you will be freeAnd once again return to me

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Candy ManIn a shul he was known as the Candy Man,Although he was the Gabai too.A simple man, with no airs about himHe calls himself an ordinary Jew.

Every morning, the shul doors he opened.He always was the first one of the ten.And after the prayers were all overHe’d stay on behind the other men.

Old Abe Greenstein, he’s our candy man.That simple man with no airs about him.Old age Greenstein, the man that no one knew,He calls himself an ordinary Jew.

On Shabbos, the children all flocked to himWhen they made a blessing they would get a sweet.Everybody said, “Good Shabbos” to him,He was a friend of everyone he’d meet.

Well one Shabbos during service the boiler blew,Flames leaped high with crackling sounds.The congregation was waiting outside the shulWhen the news got out… Abe couldn’t be found.

Chorus:Where’s Abe Greenstein, where’s that candy man

While the fire inside the shul was ragingThe congregation waited silently,The rabbi just stood there and shook his head,Without Abe… what will be?

Suddenly, before them stood old Abe.With his clothes aflame and charcoal on his face,He looked more like an angel than a man,With the Torah scrolls clutched in his embrace.

Chorus:Old Abe Greenstein…

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Jews of SilenceIn the midst of a distant country,A prayer ascends to the sky;“Hashem, Hashem, please have pity,Oh, to kiss the wall before I die.”

Chorus:Jews of silence we can hear you.Jews of courage we are with you.Soon the six million strong,You’ll burst into song,Bikibutz golioseinu

Jews of silence…Along the roadLartzeinu bikarov biyameinu

Just One Man’s Defiant Stand (T.T.T.O. Listen Brothers—MBD and Friends)

The Kremlin’s eerie lightsCasting shadows so deceivingUpon the crumbling remnants of our nationA sad and sorry plightMorale destroyed and shatteredFor the heart of Russian Jewry was escaping

Just one man’s defiant standUp against the odds, against his landOur hope, the power of the individualIf need be, I’ll fight aloneNo matter what I have, it’s not my ownReb Getche, our future is your legacy

The Rebbe’s holy faceFor you, a distant imageHow desperately you waited to perceive himThe Iron Curtain downThe gates begin to openFreedom on the edge of your horizon

Just one man’s…

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MemoriesI’m a very tired and old worn out man,And my eyes have long been blind.Most things that people say to me,Just seem to slip my mind.

Oh, but the sufferings and painful timesThat were in years long gone,Are still as clear upon my memoryAs the number on my arm.

Chorus:What will become of all the memories?Are they to scatter with the dust in the breeze?And who will stand before the world knowing what to sayWhen the very last survior… fades away?

When I hold my grandson close to meAnd his fingers trace the pattern of my tears,He asks me, “Grandpa, tell me why do you cry,What is it that you fear?”

And I tell him, “There once was a little child,Who smelled this sweet and felt this warm.But he was taken from before my eyesAnd only I remain to mourn.

Chorus:What will become of all the memories?Are they to scatter with the dust in the breeze?And who will stand before a world that now wishes to denyWill they believe in someone… who never heard the cries?

There is nothing I can say or do to make things change.Time has a way of passing by so fast.And like a fleeting shadow noone will recall,The faces of the past.

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Chorus:What will become of all the memories?Are they to scatter with the dust in the breeze?And who will stand before the world, yet one thought gives me comfortIt’s all that I have left,I know that G-d in heaven… won’t forget?

Dovid’lLet me tell you a story Of honor and gloryIn Russia many years agoHow through hardships and tearsA young boy adheresTo the Torah which we love so

Av harachamanOne so close to usResting in the heaven aboveLife’s not worth livingWithout your givingGiving us the Torah which we love

Thunder and rattleSwept through the ShtetleThe soldiers came to take Dovid’l awayHob nisht kein morahJust keep to the TorahWas Dovid’l’s dear mother’s last say Months have subsidedThe soldiers decidedThe faith of Dovid’l the boyHe’d forget all his teachingsAnd set up new preachingTheir faith will be lehamir dato

On that faithful morningIt came without a warningA sharp knife Dovid’l did takeMy memory still lingersOf those missing three fingersTorah and Mitzvos he will not forsake

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Standing In an Empty FieldStanding in an empty fieldGathering plants for the ink that they’d yieldSo Seforim her husband could continue to writeBringing hope to the darkest of night

With devotion to her husband in the darkest of nightThrough arrest and his exile she stood by his sideFrom the reward of her efforts it’s clear for us to seeThat sheli v’shelachem she’la hi

The hardships of Russia were passedShe could reap from her toils at lastEnjoying those last years so filled with prideAs the Nissius of the Rebbe spread wide

Rebbitzen Channah was the model of the role she portrayedMesiras Nefesh was her guidance and the theme she displayed With support for her husband or pride in her sonShe was doing what had to be done

The L-rd of HostsHashem once made an angel, and gave him quite a chore,"Go and search the whole wide world, and bring back to my doorThe thing that is most valuable, the thing I cherish most,Yes, I’ll let you back in heaven then,” said the L-rd of hosts.

The angel flew the whole wide world, ‘till a twinkle caught his eye,It came from a golden box, with diamonds piled high,He flew that box to Heaven, and the gate man said to him:“Yes, it certainly is a treasure, but Hashem won’t let you in.”

The angel flew the world again, and this time to a war,He saw an act of bravery, like none he’d seen beforeA soldier jumped upon a bomb, to save the lives of friendsAnd with the first drop of the soldier’s blood, the angel flew again.

The keeper of the gate told him: “Were it up to me,I’d let you in right now, with that drop of blood I see,But the L-rd of hosts has told me, that I cannot let you inUntil the utmost cherished precious thing, is brought back here to Him.”

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It was covered by a Tallis, which was hiding his disgrace,And from a deep-felt sense of shame, something started to appearAnd the angel flew with all his might, and he grabbed that precious tear.

The gates of heaven opened up, and light filled up the sky,The Holy One Himself took the teardrop, and He cried:"My gates are always open, says the L-rd of hosts,And a tear drop of repentance, is the thing I cherish most.”

Hashem once made an angel, and gave him quite a chore:“Go and search the whole wide world, and bring back to my door,The thing that is most valuable, the thing I cherish most,Yes I’ll let you back in heaven then, I’ll let you back in heaven then,Yes, I’ll let you back in heaven then,” Said the L-rd of hosts.

Through a Vale of Tears I PeekThrough a vale of tears I peekForgotten memories I seekSearching for a world destroyed in vainLooking for those who died in blood and painWhy am I aliveWhy did I survive all aloneKeili - Keili lama

In that cursed place of tearsIn what wretched world of fearsI never saw another butterflyIt was so beautiful it made me cryA ray of light in that darkest nightIt helps me liveKeili - Keili lama

Sometimes at night I lie awakeRemembering all whom death did takePlease help now Hakadosh Bochuch HuI am so grateful still to be a JewIt is my light in the darkest nightNow I must liveKeili - Keili lama

The Day Will ComeEach day he puts on his Tefillin in the cellarAnd there in silence he Davens to Hashem

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For even though they all know he is JewishHe cannot be a Jew in front of themAnd so he studies the Torah there in secretAnd makes a Brocho that no one else can hearBut he’ll continue to do these precious MitzvosUntil the day he can do them without fear

Chorus:The day will comeThe day will comeWhen the tiny spark he kept aliveWill burst into flames

The day will comeThe day will comeHe’ll no longer be in RussiaHe will hear his Jewish name

The day will come,The day will comeHe will feel that he’s a living linkWithin the Jewish chain

The day will comeThe day will comeHe will make a Brocho loud and clear And hear Amen

Each day she takes her tattered Tehillim to the cellarAnd there in silence she Davens to HashemFor even though they all know that she is JewishShe cannot be a Jew in front of them

And so she lights the Shabbos candles in a closet And makes a Brocho that no one else can hearBut she’ll continue to do these precious MitzvosUntil the day she can do them without fear

Awaiting His Turn (T.T.T.O. Yedid Nefesh—Traditional)

Awaiting his turn, for his body to be burntLeaving this world for refusing to convertA sudden thought enters his head

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To remain alive instead

Just because I was born a JewDoes it mean I must die as one tooWhat is there to gain from the suffering and painBetter as a goy to remain

A battle of conscience was stirring up withinShould I die, or lead a life of sinA solution he could not findHis sechel was making him blind

But then, from deep within his heartA cry of Mesiras Nefesh did departHigher than intellect, the spark of a JewThe fire within me and you

With this burst of emotion he lunged towards the flameAs he cried Shma Yisroel, ash he becameBut with libi eir, his soul was savedA Jew he forever remained

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I Stand So LonelyI stand so lonelyWith tears upon my faceI think Hashem please help meTo see where is my placeThen I turn behind meAnd see a hope again

I hear the doros sayZechor yi’mos olamChains upon my feetAl Naharos BavelWe see our Bayis in flamesAs we leave Eretz Yisroel

We’re on our way to GolusHashem Yishmor CharbumI hear the Doros sayZechohor Yi’mos Olam

Chorus:For all these YiddenHashem Yinkom Dommum Chadesh Yommeinu Ki’kedemZechor Yi’mos OlamI’m in Yerusholayim

The time of the crusadesOh Europe’s been ravagedAnd now they’re coming our wayI look up to ShomayimMa’ein Yavoh ezriZechor Yi’mos Olam

Some say you will be freeIn the time of SpainIn 1492It’s forbidden to keep TorahAnd to be a Jew

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Then I turned behind meAnd see a hope againI hear the Doros sayZechor Yi’mos Olani

Chorus:

I’m a child in PolandIn 1942History’s repeatingIt’s hard to be a JewSo many millions perishedHashem Yinkom Dommum

I hear the Doros sayZechor Yi’mos OlamI stand so lonelyWith tears upon my faceI think Hashem please help meTo see where is my place

Then I turn behind meAnd see a hope againI hear the Doros sayZechor Yi’mos Olam

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BorisI’ll tell you a story about a boyA boy who became a manMuch too early before his timeHis growing up began

Boris was born in the black of the nightThe sky had grown asunderWhen through the night came a sparkling lightAnd a voice above the thunder

Chorus:The voice said; Boris you’re alive nowBoris you must strive nowTo keep you religionAlive within your heart

Boris can you hear meBoris can you hear meHere we are this is itHere’s where it must start

School in Moscow was shiny and newBoris entered when he was sixThe first day there they called him a JewAnd they hit him with rocks and sticks

When Boris came home he was a sorrowful sightTears welled up in each of his eyesHe spent an angry and miserable nightAsking his father why

Chorus:He answered: Boris they will beat youBut they cannot defeat youAs long as you keepYour courage and your pride

Boris they’ll reject youBut they’ll learn to respect youJust show them you don’t careYou know the truth inside

At the age of sixteen Boris was grown

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He learned all he needed to knowWith a soul forged of steel and a heart made of stoneSociety was his foe

He got on a plane and he pulled out a knifeSaid We’re going to where I belongBut they caught him off guard and they ended his lifeBut as he died his heart was strong

His stone read: He showed faith and trustHis spirit turned to dustThey taunted him they cursed at himBut he wouldn’t bend

Though he’s dead and gone nowHis spirit carries on nowIt’s only the beginningIt’s a long way till the end ... till the end

The SearchUpwards it travels aloneAwaiting the chance to atoneIt reaches the heavenly scaleAnd suddenly emits forth a wail

The needle wavers no moreThe decision is now quite clearGan Eden was not his rewardYet Gehinom he had not to fear

Now the search has begunHe must carry each oneThree gifts in exchange for Gan EdenHashem heliso min sheol nafshi chisoni miyordei bor

Looking below he did seeA crowd shouting with gleeOne request a Jewish girl begsTo pin her skirt down to her legs

He came down to retrieve a small pinMore precious than gold to him

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Mesiras nefesh the girl had displayedAnd her skirt in place had stayed

Now the search carries on...

In the midst of a dark lonely nightWhen he approaches he sees a manWith seforim close at hand

A knife has split his throatFor a moment the man does gloatHe died for a box filled with sandFrom artzeinu hakedosha our land

Now the search carries on...

Wandering eyes do seeA Jewish boy trying to fleeHis captors are gaining our plightBut the lad continues his fight

His kippa drops to the floorBut he stops to replace it once moreThree blows rain down on his headThe result - a Jewish boy dead

Now the search has been doneHe has gathered each oneThe kippa - the third gift for EdenHashem heliso min sheol nafshi chisoni miyordei bor

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Lashon HoraLashon Hora

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Don’t Talk Lashon HoraDon’t talk Lashon Hora don’tIf you know you shouldn’t then you won’tGuard your lips from speaking evilIn your home, school and shteibelDon’t talk Lashon Horah, don’t

No Lashon Hora Should Be SaidNo Lashon Horah should be saidFrom the time you wake up until the time you go to bedAnd if your friend saysHey you know what Chanie didSay sssshhhh, please don’t tell me‘Cause I am a yid

And if she says it’s o.k. because it’s trueTell her don’t you know that it’s lashon horah tooSo let’s try not to forgetAnd even better yetLet’s all stay close and use our mouths for Mitzvos

We don’t like lashon horah… so stop

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HashavasHashavas AveidaAveida

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Hashavas AveidaIf you find something lying on the streetGive it back, give it backIf you find something lying at your feetGive it back, give it backBecause the mitzvah that you’re gettingIs worth more than what you’re findingAnd you’ll make somebody happy when you doSo don’t put it off for later‘Cause hashavas aveidaIs the mitzvah that will make you happy too

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HafatzasHafatzas HamaayonosHamaayonos

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A Splendorous Tree (T.T.T.O. Reach Out—J.E.P.)

A splendorous tree, torn from its rootsDispersed and transplanted aboutMany generations, forgotten and lostTo unite them, they’re just too spread out

But for a great cause, it happened this wayA plan that is sure to succeedTo gather the sparks that purposely fellLikabeitz nidchei Yisroel

Thousands of Shluchim, now spanning the globeOur mission is almost completeThe 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 dayThere’s no Yeshiva, there’s no Kosher foodNor is there a Shul in which to pray

In this very land of libertyDevoid of Yiddishkeit as can beHe succeeds to build an edificeFor the Holy One, Blessed be He

America is nisht andershProclaimed the Frierdike RebbeAmerica is no differentIs what a Shliach sets out to teach

With liberty, religious freedomSpreading Yiddishkeit came to beThrough yofutzu mayonosecho chutzaWe’ll rebuild Bais Hashlishi

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First There Was Rebbe Yisroel First there was Reb YisroelThe heilike Ba’al Shem TovThen there was Reb Dov Ber The Maggid of Mezritch

The first Chabad RebbeWas the Alter Rebbe, Rebbe Schneur Zalman He lived in Liadi, he wrote the TanyaAnd the Shulchan AruchHe brought Moshiach closerFor you and for me

The Mitteler Rebbe, the Alter Rebbe’s sonReb Dov Ber Schneiuri was the second oneThen came the Tzemach TzedekReb Menachem Mendel

And fourth Reb ShmuelThe Rebbe MaHaRaShThe fifth Rebbe nishmoso edenReb Sholom Dov BerThe Rebbe RaShaB

And sixth Reb Yosef YitzchokThe Frierdiker RebbeWith great mesiras nefeshHe came across the seaThe Frierdiker RebbeMade schools and yeshivosHe also made Bais RivkahFor you and for me

Today as chossidimWe are happy as can beAs the Rebbe ShlitaLeads us from 770He is the seventh RebbeAnd with him we will beTaken out of golusTo Geulah speedily

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Every Single YidLeading a nation of kings greeting Eliyahu HanaviEvery single yid is Hashem’s shliachTo make this very earth a dwelling place for himEvery single chossid is the Rebbe’s shliachTo make this lowly world ready for Moshiach

A Shliach is not at all on his ownIn essence he’s one with his masterThe master achieves his holy idealsThrough his loyal ideals

A Shliach is a lebedike ShliachWho breathes fresh life into the souls of the wearyHe lovingly embracesThose who traverseHaltingly and sadly

The lonely field of lifeIn places darker than nightAmidst suffering human plightThe Shaliach does perservere

Brilliantly without fearRegardless of merciless plightRebbe he cries with a gaspsIs Moshiach here at last

In places brighter than lightRight near the source and its nightRebbe we sayHumbly we prayThat Moshiach come today

Little children rare gemsLeading women and menTzivos Hashem plants the rootsFor the Geulah’s stem’s

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Taharas Hamishpacha, Neshek, and KashtusBuild the home of the nationAhava and ChinuchA fine foundationMezuzah, Teffilin, and TzedokahHold life’s loftiest station For the future generations

Learning Torah teaching ChossidusDrinking from the wellspringsWe 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 byWhen examined, one surely asks whyIn impoverished conditions they livedIt’s for the moment, they all did insist

Comforts are left in the homeNot needed while we’re on the roadHere, the Neshama spends timeLeaving his real home behind

But the Rebbe can hear a voiceThat’s still secret for most of usThat Moshiach is on his wayIn this world, we’re here to stay

He declared that we must take holdBy building anchors across the globeThat do establish Hashem’s commandAnd build for Him a home

The world we live in is not all badIn fact, it’s here so it can be hadAs a sign of His ownershipOver all that does exist

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From 770 (T.T.T.O. Australian Nigun)

From 770 we’re marching outOn to victory, without a doubtTo corners four we’re marching happilyNation after nation we are conquering

Shluchie AdoneinuTo bring Moshiach TzidkeinuParading on triumphantlyIn the War of Seventy

Shluchie AdoneinuTo bring Moshiach TzidkeinuTomorrow there’ll be Golus no moreAnd we’ll win this golus war

Through The Gates(T.T.T.O. Jubilation—J.E.P.)

Through the gates, we are marchingOn our difficult courseOur tanks are rolling right behind

With jets new and shinyThey wing through the skyVictory, our battle cry

We’ll go smashing, crashing left and rightTo convince the world and spread the lightWith our weapons, the mivtzoim fiveTo reach every soul we do strive

We’ll go smashing, crashing left and rightTo protect the world from its present plightPiercing sha’arei shamayimOn to Shaarei Yerusholayim

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Listen Every JewListen listen every JewThis is what you gotta doAn urgent call from the Rebbe of Lubavitch

That girls and mothers lightThe candles Friday nightAnd every single dayMen should Tefillin lay

To love every JewAnd teach them what is trueMezuzos on you doorsAnd keep the Kosher laws

Torah you must studyBuy books that are holyDon’t forget charityFamily purity

That is when Moshiach’s gonna comeThat is when Moshiach’s gonna come.

Striding Along(T.T.T.O. Ve’ahavta Lerei’acha—J.E.P.)

Striding along, proudly we do treadSparing no time as we march aheadNo force on earth will contain our wrathDefying all obstacles that do bar our path

Zrizus, our motto and our mightSwiftly winning us the fightUforatzta, to spread the Rebbe’s lightAchishena, he’ll end the Golus night

Led by courageous men, tanks rumble onJets soaring overhead, gleaming in the sunShattered and broken, the enemy does fleeSpeedily, we forge on to final victory

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A Chossid Must StriveA Chossid must striveTo keep Chossidus aliveLichsheyafutzu Ma’ayonysechaTo spread them outside

A shliach is sentFrom his hometown to partTo encourage people a new life to startThough he is so far from his Rebbe so dearThe link of the chain holds him so dear

The message relayed to him is quite clearRebbe oh Rebbe I pray with all my soulThat I should achieve this difficult goalCome what may I will not give inWith the Brocho you’ll give I’ll win

Chossidim brave and bold we standOur Kochos we must hold at handTo do the Rotzon of the RebbeIn every place of the land -

Ribono Shel Olam give us strengthTo fulfill our dreamsWith Mesiras Nefesh and Simcha

In all our meansThat we should be Neiros L’HoerAn example to everyone

We’re in the Army of HashemWe’re in the army of HashemOn secret missions we are sentTo knock the Yetzer Hora hardAnd to throw him off his guardWe meet triumph at every warAnd when we do you’ll hear us roarWe want Moshiach now!

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Mezuzos our shields protect us from all harmsTefillin our tanks proudly carry our armsYarmulkes our helmets emunah we do showNeshek our weapons destroying our foes

We’ll continue to attackUntil we’ve brought the whole world backTo realize that Hashem is oneAnd to serve Him we must runWe will march with certaintyAnd bring the world to be worthyWe want Moshiach now!

A Generation of YouthA generation of youthConfused and bewilderedNot knowing what they lived forThe Rebbe sends us out on our missionsTo bring to them Torah lore

Some of his strengthTo us he impartsWhen on his task we do goWe have assurance and we have a promiseThat shliach oseh shlichaso

A shliach is one with his masterParting from him lovinglyA shliach is one with his masterFar from him though he may be

So each man fulfillsHashem’s holy willTo spread ma’anosecha chutzah In shnas hashmonim we can be certainThat through this we will bring the Geulah

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Flames of TerrorFlames of terror broke the silent nightAs survivors jumped through windows out of frightThis living house built on devotion fright and careBurned down as the Shliach stood in tears

Turning around toward the voice from behindPlease Rabbi would you be so kindI’ve heard you can help me I’ve come a long wayFor a place to learn and to stay

The tears of the Shliach had not yet dried Anguished he turned to the man and cried All my life’s work has been taken from meI have nothing to give can’t you see

Hurt and dejected the man makes no replyDown the dark path he trudged with a sighAlone thinks the Shliach I’ve let him runOh Hashem what have I done

With open arms the Shliach ranEmbraced, caressed and cried to the manOh my friend a Chabad house can’t cease to liveThere will always be something to give

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In the City of LubavitchIn the city of LubavitchDwelt a Rebbe of great fameWhose Chabad Chossidic teachingsSet the world all aflame

With body weakened and wearyIn Russian dungeons of despairHis spirit rallied forthWith strength beyond compare

His sacred work in the statesDevotion for young and oldHave revived the Yiddish spiritReturning millions to the fold

And Lubavitch marches onWith the Rebbe of our timeAlways treading greater pathsMolded in the sand of time

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SimchaSimcha

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Shall We Walk In Light Or DarknessShall we walk in light or darknessNight must fall still all the choice is oursTo look and just see shadowsOr raise our eyes and search the sky for stars

Let there be music oh yes let there be joy and lightLaughter and song to brighten the darkest nightTrusting and faith that everything’s going rightIvdu es Hashem Bisimcha

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HashgachaHashgacha PratisPratis

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MexicoHave you heard the story about a manTo go to Mexico was his planHe saved all his money the entire yearSo he could pay for the plane fare

But when the day for his trip finally cameHe broke his leg and he missed the planeHe was sent to the hospital for the dayWhile the plane took off on the runway

Try as he could he failed to seeWhy G-d did this to meAll my saving and spending has been in vainIf someone could explain

Now watching TV that very same dayThe news interuppted and began to sayA terrible crash happened todayA plane to Mexico was blown away

As the news went on it came to lightYes indeed that was his flightHe thanked HashemRight there in his bedFor saving his liveBy breaking his leg

Thank Hashem where ever you goThank Hashem because you knowWhatever He does is for the goodThank Hashem as much as you could

Like the waves that roll up on the shoreAll you see is water and nothing moreBut down below you will exploreA whole big world on the ocean floor

So now that you all can seeThe world is not the way it seems to beWhen you’re feeling downAnd ready to fallRemember there’s reasons for it all

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ZrizusZrizus

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Yetzer Hora Oh Yetzer Hora you’re a real mean guyYou drive me crazy and I’ll tell you whyYou’re always making me do things no goodYou never let me do the things I should

Oy vey, set me freeOh Yetzer Horah, stop picking on me

Every morning much to my surpriseYou’re right beside me when I open my eyesDon’t wash your hands or wear your tzitzis you say‘Cause it’s too hot they’ll only get in the way

Get lost, let me beOh Yetzer Horah, stop picking on me

You’ve got a lot of nerveTo call yourself my friendBut when Moshiach comesThat’s when you’re gonna meet your end, end, end, end

You’re always telling me to watch TVAnd in the attic there you’re waiting for meThat lousy Yetzer Horah every chance he getsHe’s got me cutting lessons for the NY Mets

Oy vey, set me freeOh Yetzer Horah, stop picking on me

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Our Nation Was Thriving (T.T.T.O. V’zakeinu—Avraham Fried)

Our nation was thriving, our nation was strongServing Hashem for so longDoing Mitzvos by day, learning Torah by nightUpholding Yiddishkeit

But there was something missing, a gap to be filledIt would not be perfect untilDown to this world, a Neshama cameThe Baal Shem Tov was his name

Sent on a mission, when still a young boyTo serve his Creator with joyChayus in Torah observance he broughtSimcha Shel Mitzvah he taught

Now that his teachings are spread far and wideWe’re living as Jews full of prideHappily fulfilling the purpose of manCompleting the ultimate plan

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ShleimusShleimus Ha’aretzHa’aretz

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Yerusholayim Is Not For Sale Overnight - a massive constructionOn top of Jerusalem mountainAt campus luring innocent soulsTo drink from the forbidden fountainLike many beforeThey’ve came here for warWe’re warning them now it won’t pay

Jerusalem - her holiness cryingDefiling her dearest locationPolitics blinding sense of prideAre we not the Chosen NationTogether as oneWe will overcomeBringing her freedom today

Yerusholayim is not for saleVoices cryingThundering throughout the citiesYou better run for your lifeBack to Utah overnightBefore the mountain tops open wideAnd swallow you inside

Yerusholayim your foes will failSenseless tryingHe’s guarding His holy cityHe’s punishing all its intruders so awfullyThey have perished their names are history

The wars, the painBrought masses returningBack to their roots more than everThe leftist fiercely fighting truthTo dampen the sparks still burningSo wake up my friendThis is the very endThe arrows are pointing our way

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Blasting Shells In The Air (T.T.T.O. Hinei Keil Yeshuasi—Dimensions)

Blasting shells in the airBloodstained grounds everywhereA soldier stands with weapon in handFighting to protect his land

His friend falling by his feetYet he still goes on, does not retreatNever to give in, but keep on to the endDefending the land of Hashem

Oh why, Hashem, must it be all in vainAfter so much sorrow and painThe land which You promised to meGiven back repeatedly

No matter what happens, whatever may beI’ll keep on fighting continuouslyFor the Rebbe Shlita, soon, in a dayWill lead the Jews this way

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Camp AnthemFar away in is where we can be foundOur achdus and our ruach the best for miles round

Lift your voices Gan Yisroel shout it loud and clearWe want Moshiach now let the whole world hear

Oh Gan Izzy here’s to you guiding us in all we doTorah learning’s loads of fun G.I. is number one

School Has Ended(T.T.T.O. Vikorev Pizureinu)

School has ended camp has begunGan Izzy to you we runLearning, laughing, playing tooGan Izzy we love you

Gan Izzy let’s hear itAll that spiritWe’re the greatest campAnd we’re proud to declare itYou’ve helped us achieveThe way as a JewWe’ll always remember you

A Smiling FaceA smiling face a friendly glowA super place for us to goThat’s why we come when school is doneFor a fun filled summer as one

Together we will strive till we reach our goalTo live a Torah life as a bas YisroelGan Izzy here we wait don’t delay‘cuz we’re coming back to stayGan Izzy you’re o.k.

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It’s a Camp Of Laughter It’s a camp of laughterA camp of funFor me, Gan YisroelIs the only oneIt’s a camp for meIt’s a camp for youIt’s a camp for every Jew

It’s a great camp, after allWe will miss you in the fallIt’s a great camp, after allMachaneinu Gan Yisroel

We’re The Best Camp To Be FoundWe’re the best camp to be foundThere ain’t no better camp aroundYou’re the one for me G.I.G-A-N I-Z-Z-YAin’t gonna go to another campWhy?Because I love G.I.

Shake It Up, Zaidy!Shake it up, Zaidy!Shake it up, Zaidy!

You look so cool, when you daven in shul…

You look so hip, when in the mikva you dip…

You look so weird, when you shave your beard…

You look so divine, when you make Kiddush on wine…

Tell us that you’re willin’, to put on Tefillin…

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Tie Me Yetzer Hora Down, Chief(T.T.T.O Tie Me Kangaroo Down)

Chorus:Tie me Yetzer Hora down, chiefTie me Yetzer Hora downWe don’t want to come to grief, chiefSo, tie me Yetzer Hora down.

Love your fellow Jew, LouLove your fellow JewIt’s the basis of our belief, KeithIt’s the greatest thing you can do.

Put Tefillin on your head, FredPut Tefillin on you headSo he grabbed those straps of hide, ClydeAn’ that’s him, moving ahead.

Put a Mezuzah on your gate, matePut a Mezuzah on your gateThis Mitzvah ain’t no joke, BlokeIt’ll save ya from a dangerous fate.

Light candles like a good Jewish girl, ShirlLight candles like a good Jewish girlSo she grabbed those sticks of wax, MaxThis Mitzvah’s really a pearl.

Gotta pray to Hashem, ClemGotta pray to HashemMornin’, arvo, and eve, SteveDaven again and again.

Kosher meat’s what I like, MikeKosher meat’s what I likeSo get rid of your pork, HawkeLet ya piggies go for a hike.

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Educate your kid, SidEducate you kidLit ‘im learn from night till dawn, NormOr Itche Groner’s gonna flip his lid.

Hang those fringes on your shirt, SquirtHang those fringes on your shirtDon’t hide ‘em in you pants, LanceAnd don’t let ‘em drag in the dirt.

Rest on the seventh day, RayRest on the seventh dayDevote this time to ya soul, JoelPut those tools away.

Learn Chitas each day, JayLearn Chitas each dayChumash, Tehillim, and TanyaIt will keep the Yetzer Hora away.

Don’t forget to learn, ErnDon’t forget to learnTruckin’ away through Shas, GusDo yourself a good turn.

Out with the dollar bill, PhilOut with the dollar billFill that box with Tzedokahh, OckerGet home an’ empty ya till.

There’s Elokus in a platypus, GusThere’s Elokus in a platypusThere’s Hashem in every little thing, BingEven in kangaroos.

Look forward to the time to come, chumLook forward to the time to comeWe want Moshiach now, MalWe’ll all together be one.

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Hey Rebbe, RebbeChorus:Hey Rebbe, Rebbe, where’s the placeI’ve really got to knowHey Rebbe, Rebbe, it’s getting lateAnd I’ve got to go

It was 9 o’clock, when we started to learnGemara, and Rashi tooI was fooling around, when my Rebbe looked at meAnd I didn’t know what to do

He gave me a look that touched my soulI really started to shakeI made up my mind, right then and thereThat I would stay awake

He came at me as quick as a winkI started to run on the floorBut my Rebbe got hold of me, and threw me outTo the other side of the door

When I awoke from the slump I was inI started to roam the hallsWhen, all of a sudden, the principal cameA man big, wide, and tall

He asked me what I was doing thereFooling around in the hallI told him, my Rebbe chucked me out‘Cause I was having a ball

He told me to come to the office with him‘Cause he’s gonna call my dadI started to cry, for then I realizedThat I never, ever should have been bad

The moral of the story is plain to seeAnd one we can surely faceThat, when a sefer is in front of you

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Oh DovidOh Dovid, I send you this letterExpressing my pain and despairTo thank you, for teaching me how to survive All the troubles I meet everywhere.My parents don’t want me to DavenThey tell me do something, insteadThat’s when I tell them, the things that I’ve learnedThose wonderful things that you’ve said:

Chorus:Chazak Ve’ematz, always remember Be strong in your trust, not a pretenderYou cannot just take, you also must giveOnly then have you learned how to live.

But my parents don’t see that I’m filled with emotionAnd serving Hashem with a total devotionYou’ve cleared all my doubts, you’ve answered my dreamsNow I know what a Jew really means.

I’m laughed at, because of my KippaMy friends make me feel like a foolThey don’t understand why I wear it all day Why I don’t take it off after school.

At home, I make sure we keep KosherBut few of my friends do the sameThey hide their religion where no one can seeHow I wish they could hear you explain:

Chorus:But so many are lost in a world of confusionTheir faith isn’t real, it’s just an illusionI cry for them all, I pity them soFor the beautiful things they don’t know.

I’m writing to you, dear YossiIn reply to your letter to meThese are the troubles in the life of a JewAs by now you’ve found out, I can see.

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I’m proud you’ve continued the practiceOf keeping Mitzvos, as you shouldNow try to explain, as I once did to youTo your Jewish friends, as I would:

Chorus:It is true, that we’re lost in a world of confusionTheir faith isn’t real, It’s just an illusionDon’t cry for them all, but teach them to doThe beautiful laws of the Jew.You should always know the place

From Camp We Go (T.T.T.O. Australian Nigun (From 770))

From camp we go, we’ll miss you soFriends and counselors we’ve got to knowWe’ve learnt so much while we were hereBut Torah is for every season of the year

Send me to a Torah schoolSo I can learn, and know what to doSo much fun, and learning tooBecause I am a Jew

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Alma MattersAlma Matters

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Farewell We Say As We Depart (T.T.T.O. Rachamana De’onei)

Farewell we say as we departFrom our Gan, close to our heartSo strongly tied together here

Farewell to games and fields and lakeBut something with us we will takeThe spirit will guide us through the year

Gan Yisroel, always at our sideOn road of life our guideYour ideals are our prideBy them may we abide

Gan Yisroel, all year in our sightA beacon shining brightThrough the stormy nightOur faithful guiding light

The Rebbe Will Come To CampHello Shmuly, How are you todayHow is camp, is everything okLet me tell you of when here I playedAnd the Rebbe came to camp

Oh dear father how I wish I couldBe so close to our nossi, then I wouldTry my hardest to learn and be goodIf the Rebbe came to camp

My dear son remember on Chof AvHow the Rebbe looked at you with loveAnd you all went by the Rebbe,Oh the Rebbe’s still with camp

Gan Yisroel is a fertile placeWhere you’ll learn to go the Rebbe’s waysSoon we’ll all be in our homelandAnd the Rebbe will come to camp

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Silence Reigns, The Air Is So Still (T.T.T.O. Nachamu—Tzlil V’zemer)

Silence reigns, the air is so stillThe buses wait to departI run through my bunk for my very last lookAt a camp so close to my heart

Two months in camp fly by in my mindWhat I’ve learned, what I’ve done, the tears and the smilesMy counselor so dear, the friends that I madeFriday night arm in arm, the games that we played

Sitting down on the busA tear leaves my eyeGan Yisroel, I must say goodbyeYes, I know I’ll returnIn a year, but for nowGan Yisroel, I must say farewell

Dear Camp Gan Yisroel (T.T.T.O. Shema Koleinu—J.E.P.)

Dear Camp Gan YisroelI write to you this letterTo thank you for a wonderful timeOther camps have known meBut none of them can own meOf them, I have no memory

You’ve burnt into my heartAn everlasting sparkSweet thoughts of you fill my mindWhen boasting to my friendsOf the days in camp I spentMy body is bursting with pride

Oh camp, you’re my soulAnd you give me lifeTo carry all through the yearsAs I put down my penAnd this letter does endI have to wipe my tears

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Over The Summer, Dovid Became (T.T.T.O. Mah Novu—Holyland’s Greatest

Hits)

Over the summer, Dovid becameSo close to his counselor, Mendel his nameMany hours together they spentThen came time, home to be sent

Oh Gan Yisroel, can I leave you so dearHow will I make it through the coming yearDon’t worry, my Dovid, take what you’ve learned hereI’m sure that you’ll make it, next summer is near

It’s the middle of winter, Mendel does wonderHow is my Dovid, he does ponderThen it flashes, a thought comes to mindOf what he told Dovid when he left him behind

Does he still keep Kosher, is a kippah on his headDoes he still say Shma before going to bedI know that he’s taken that which he’s learned thereI’m sure he’ll make it, next summer is near

Sitting At Home, All Alone (T.T.T.O. L’maan Achai—S’dei Chemed II)

Sitting at home, all alonePermitting my thoughts to roamTo Gan Yisroel, my mind does turnStrongly, for you I yearn

Wishing to go back todayThough snowflakes do cover the wayThe least I could do, if something at allA friendly telephone call

Hello Gan Yisroel, oh how did I leave youSince then I’m just not the sameThe friends that I made, the games that I playedIn my heart they remain

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Remember that Shabbos we spent with the RebbeThe trips that we took now and thenThe snow will soon melt, the warmth will be feltGan Yisroel, my home once again

Now The Hour Draws Near(T.T.T.O. L’mikdosheich Tuv—MBD)

Now the hour draws nearWhen we must say farewellTo our camp so dearOh, Gan Yisroel

Vivid memoriesOf days at camp gone byWill set our heart at easeThough we leave with a sigh

As I sit at homeIn the months to comeI’ll often reminisceOn the ruach and the fun

Oh, Gan YisroelHow can we departFrom the camp we loveSo cherished in our heart

Oh, Gan YisroelWe promise to be trueTo the fine hashpa’ahWhich we got from you

Oh, Gan YisroelThe parting hour draws nearI’ll guard your holy ruachUntil we meet next year

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Snuggled By The Fireplace Snuggled by the fireplaceOne lonely winter nightSkimming through fond memoriesOf good times as a child

The fire melts away the yearsAs I find myself once moreSitting by a fire, butThis time I’m not alone

My counselor is sitting beside meMy bunkmates are singing nearbyWith heartfelt concern he speaks to meThe words that changed my life

How it pains my heart to realize thatThose times are forever goneOh, where would I be, if it weren’t for youGan Yisroel ‘82

Entranced By The FlameEntranced by the flameEngulfed by its lightShe sits immersed in thoughtsBefore the fire late that night

Embers slowly dyingA voice beside her callsTell me my dear camperWhy do you tear drops fall

Chorus:Sad eyes look up as she criesIs it time to say good-byeIs it the friends that she’ll be leavingOr the beauty that stays behindWill memories be washed awayWith the passing of timesWill she be leaving all of this behind

She gently wipes her tears

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As they sit beneath the starsHelp expel the fearsAs she hold her in her armsHere we met and here we partYou’ll stay within my heartBut tell me my dear counselor nowWhy I look up to see you cry

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Recalling My Thoughts

Recalling my thoughts when I first arrivedHow different you seemed to meIn years bygone you’d smile at me with prideYour flag now covered with tears

The Rebbe’s chossid you’d teach me to be Moshiach you’ve made part of meIn despair now I cry, broken insideYour glory again will I see

Your song and spirit like never beforeYour flag continues to flyThe shouts of yechi, your lesson is clearThe Rebbe is always with me

Oh Gan Yisroel, you’ve taught me to striveL’matoh the Rebbe to bringSoon your tears will dry, your flag flying highSmiling forever at me

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Sitting Alone In His Bunk (T.T.T.O. Me’ein Olam Haba—Pirchei IV)

Sitting alone in his bunkA letter from home in his handThoughts flashing by him so swiftlyOh, what do my parents demand

And when he started readingThe words making him feel so sadOh son, when will you come homeAnd be with your Mom and Dad

A pencil and paper he takesWriting back, as his heart breaksOh father, oh mother, how can I returnLater, for camp I shall yearn

Playing and learning togetherHelping a friend in needSeeing the clowns at the circusFor this, dear parents, I plead

Growing spirit from day to dayI’m asking you, please let me stayOh father, oh mother, how can I returnLater, for camp I shall yearn

On The Last Day Of The School Year (T.T.T.O. Al Zeh Hoyoh—S’dei Chemed I)

On the last day of the school yearThe parting words to my friend so dearI ask him now, oh tell me friendThe summer months, how will you spendHe nods his head, I see at onceLong stretched-out days, void empty months

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How can I watch, silent remainSeeing the Neshama bearing so much painHis precious years, so tender and youngIn Gan Yisroel they do belong

In Gan Yisroel you will findBody and soul in perfect bindIn activities, sports and gamesUsing only our Hebrew namesAnd in Color War, the main thing thenWas studying for Tzivos Hashem

Now this year, what we can achieveWith the great gift we did receiveThe Rebbe’s dollar, given with loveTo bring us blessings from Above

Forlornly Gazing From The bus Window (T.T.T.O. Al Eileh—Rabbi’s Sons)

Forlornly gazing from the bus windowI feel a tear rolling down my cheekAs the bus starts moving, my heart starts ponderingRecalling memories of the past few weeks

Forming friendships with all my bunkmatesIn an environment of Ahavas YisroelMy pride awakening at my ancient heritageKeeping me grateful and walking tall

All the activities and the varied tripsWere gently bathed in the Torah lightChazering Mishnayos, and the warmth of ShabbosAll kept my days so complete and bright

Oh Gan Yisroel, oh Gan YisroelI can’t stop hoping to return to youOh Gan Yisroel, oh Gan YisroelYou have formed me into a better Jew

Standing Side By SideStanding side by side

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Tears well up in their eyesEach unaware that the other is thereWhispering a silent prayer

Dear Rebbe I’d like you to seeThe children you entrusted to meEach one a jewel so precious and rareYou have placed into my care

To live with you every moment Is the message I’ve tried to impartTo bring you limato together with usEach of us doing our part

Now Rebbe the summer is overNow that my shlichus is throughI ask that the spirit of Gan YisroelContinue in all that they do

Dear Rebbe I want you to seeHow much Gan Yisroel changed meI’m closer to you than ever beforeConnected forever more

My counselor your shliach inspired meWith true dedication and loveHis friendship I’ll treasure foreverHow can I thank him enough

Oh Rebbe your Gan YisroelWill always find place in my heartIt’s chayos and warmth will remain with meIt’s lessons I’ll treasure and guard

As the crowd in the ohel does growMendele turns to goAs he leaves he sees a familiar faceCamper and counselor embrace

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Good-bye Gan YisroelFarewell to those wonderful timesYour memories will always be part of meOh Gan Yisroel good-bye

Stars Above Flicker So Bright (T.T.T.O. A Nation Apart)

Stars above flicker so brightA cold and frosty winter nightA young boy dreams of a summer gone byA vision forms in his eye

The flag does wave majesticallyProudly, all do shout out YechiSounds of laughter, smiles on each faceOh, what an enjoyable place

Oh Gan Yisroel, you’ve touched my heartIt aches me so, I don’t want to partYou’ve lighted my path, you’ve shown me the wayYou’ve made me a proud Jew today

As dawn does break, he sits up awakeThat place of joy, now far awaySummer without you is too much to bearGan Yisroel, I’ll be back next year

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The Recess Bell Rings The recess bell rings, the children run outBut I remain behindEngrossed in my thoughts, thinking out loudA picture appears in my mind

A few weeks ago, I hardly knewThe meaning of being a JewBut now in Yeshiva I do learnGan Yisroel, my thanks to you

Remembering my counselor’s devotionHis kind words filled with emotionHow can I forget the times that we spentOh, why do they have to end

Remembering the friends that I madeThe times we laughed, the times we playedWhile learning the meaning of being a JewGan Yisroel, my thanks to you

The Dry, Shriveled Seed (T.T.T.O. A Gute Voch—Avraham Fried)

The dry, shriveled seedHow lifeless it seemsIts beauty and splendorLocked deeply within

Planted in pure soilNo chances to spoilA young, healthy treeNow comes to be

The seed is what I once wasThe strong, healthy tree is what I’ve becomePlanted and nurtured in the rich, fertile soilOf the beautiful gardens of Gan Yisroel

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Both healthy and strong to remainThe spirit of Gan Yisroel I must always retainThe Chayus, the themes, the breathtaking scenesThat makes up the Gan Yisroel dream

Deep Winter Has Set In (T.T.T.O. Sharm El Sheikh—Jo Amar)

Deep winter has set inThe snowdrifts are piledThey’re dripping like teardropsFrom the bunks where we smiled

The shul where we davenedSo lifeless and grayThe fields which we played inSo dull, not the same

Oh, dear Gan YisroelYour grounds will soon echo our stepsWe’ll never forsake youNo, we’ll never forget

Oh, dear Gan YisroelYour halls will soon ring with our cheers‘Cause we’ll keep returningYear after year

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My Counselor’s Care For Me (T.T.T.O. Ovinu Ov Horachamon)

My counselor’s care for meEtched into my memoryHis stories, his songs, I still hearNostalgia brings me to tears

Many years have passed byNow it is my turn to tryMy campers to educateMy counselors to emulate

No time to wasteWork with great hasteLike shkeidim, so quick to growThe Rebbe, so dearHas made it so clearFor this, we learn all year

The trunks are all packed awayTearful goodbyes we sayCounselor, my campers say to meLike you we want to be

Dear Rebbe, I Am Writing To You (T.T.T.O. Ke’ayol Taarog—Tzlil V’zemer)

Dear Rebbe, I am writing to youTo thank you from the bottom of my heartFor a summer, oh so dearMy eyes swell up with tearsFrom camp, it’s so difficult to part

We learn about Moshiach each dayFor your gezunt, we do prayOur song and our laughterOur spirits soaring highThe Rebbe’s children at play

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Oy yoy yoy, Rebbe, have nachas from meA Chossid, I will now strive to beGan Yisroel, your camp isThe garden you plantedWho are the Peiros, if not we

Oh Gan Yisroel, your joy and your prideHow it hurts me to say goodbyeThank you, dear RebbeThus ending my letterAs I wipe the tears from my eyes

There Chirps A Robin (T.T.T.O. Al Eileh)

There chirps a robinUp in the treetopsThe waves are rollingUpon the lake

Melodies of learningFlow through the forestCampfires burningBeneath the stars

Oh, Gan YisroelHow can I leave youThose precious momentsI’ll never part

‘Tis Gan YisroelI shall be bound toAnd never let youOut of my heart

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On A Still December Day (T.T.T.O. Al Zeh Hoyoh)

On a still December dayWith snow upon the winding wayTo camp, my friend, I do returnIt’s been so long, for you I yearnTo camp, my friend, I do returnIt’s been so long, for you I yearn

The silent bunks upon the hillSo empty now, so very stillThe shouts of joy, oh where, oh whereAll gone now, it brings a tear

On a still December day…

The frozen lake where we did wadeThe darkened shul, once there we prayedA flagpole stands, oh, so aloneThe thought of it chills my bone

I leave you now, feeling more aliveThe snow will melt, summer arriveChayus and zest we’ll see againDavening, learning, with a brenChayus and zest we’ll see againDavening, learning, with a bren

Oh, Why Do You Cry (T.T.T.O. Im Avonos)

Oh, why do you cry, my dear DovidelNow’s not the time for tearsYour eight weeks in camp were most enjoyableYou’ve made friends for future years

Oh, why do you sigh, my dear DovidelWhat do you fear to forsakeA hike through scenic countrysideA refreshing swim in the lake

The spirit of Shabbos soaring so high

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Circus day, what a thrillWhispered talk of the day gone byWhile all the camp was still

Yes, I do long for those precious momentsBut now my eyes are dryI’ll look ahead to the coming summerBut counselor, why do you cry

Whispering Wind Through The Trees (T.T.T.O. Kol B’romoh—Pirchei)

Whispering wind through the treesWaves washing up on the shoresStrange sounds seem to sayDear children, don’t go away

Alone, on the dark path I treadBanquet’s shouts of joy I couldn’t bearOn the ground I lay my headOh, how did eight weeks disappear

The morning sun broke strong and brightBuses loading, a painful sightGan Yisroel, truly my homeTo me, much love you’ve shown

With heavy hearts, to the road we tookThrough the window, my last lookGan Yisroel, my heart you’ve wonFor many summers more to come

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Early One Morning, Just After Dawn (T.T.T.O. The Search—J.E.P. II)

Early one morning, just after dawnTwo campers are sitting on the front lawnIn whispered undertones, one talks to the nextWhat secrets they’re sharing, we can only guess

Could it be Lecha Dodi, sung under the moonCan it be about Circus Day, or some old camp tuneDo they speak of the Grand Sing, no one can tellBut surely, they’re talking of Gan Yisroel

Of the past weeks they’ve spent here, sweet memoriesThe spirited harmony with friends they did meetTo leave all of this behind, makes their eyes swellOh, surely they’re talking of Gan Yisroel

Arising up from the ground, they wipe their tearsNow, as they stop their talk, silence fills the airBut here they come closer, and their red eyes do tellThey’ve surely been talking of Gan Yisroel

Silence Permeates The Air (T.T.T.O. Endless Years—J.E.P.)

Silence permeates the airA camper stands by the flagpole’s baseAt the waving flag he does stareTears streaming down his face

Thoughts of camp run through his mindThe Shabbos beauty so divineThe Farbrengen, and Hershey ParkWith ruach that gave us all a spark

Oh Gan Yisroel, how can I leaveYou’ve renewed my spirit, you’ve taught me to believeThat a Jew must strive to keep his flame aliveMitzvosto do, proud I am a Jew

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Oh Gan Yisroel, you are to me so dearMy heart does yearn to return to you next yearYou are my home, you’ve set my life anewOh Gan Yisroel, my heart belongs to you

The Bunk, So Dark And Silent (T.T.T.O. Heimishe—N.Y. School of Jewish

Song)

The bunk, so dark and silentThrough the window, I do seeOne camper turns to anotherAnd whispers to him, come with me

Heading down to the lakefrontA sudden thought occurred to meEight weeks ago they were strangersNow, closer than brothers can be

Mendel and Shloime, why so much sorrowTrue, it will pain you, leaving tomorrowKeeping in touch throughout the yearGan Yisroel will be near

Though from each other they do partEternally they’ve bound their heartsBut separated until, whenIn Gan Yisroel again

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All The Cubbies Are Empty And Clean (T.T.T.O. Venikeisi Domom—Avraham Fried)

All the cubbies are empty and cleanThe clothes are packed awayAs the morning fog covers the lakeShmuli lies awake

At my tzitzis and yarmulka, here no one laughsEncouragement from all the staffThe spirit of bentchings and davenings tooGan Yisroel, oh how I love you

But today we will leave, to the city I must goWhere standards of Yiddishkeit are lowNo Yeshiva for me to attendGan Yisroel, why must you end

Suddenly it enters his mindHow to return happilyFor the spirit and warmth we share hereGan Yisroel, come home with me

From All The Letters(T.T.T.O. Vahavi’osim)

From all the letters, cluttered on his deskHe picks up the one with the scribbled addressOpening it up, with a look of surpriseHe starts to read, with tears in his eyes

Dear Head Counselor, I just want to sayFor the second trip, I wish I could’ve stayedMy friends so happy, enjoying every bitOh, how I wish I could be part of it

The joy and spirit of Friday nightDavening together, rising to great heightsRefreshing swims in the lake so blueAction, excitement, the whole summer through

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Oh, Head Counselor, I must let you knowHow camp reaches into my soulMy deepest feelings I just cannot hideGan Yisroel, you’re my strength and pride

Alone In Their Bunk, Whispering (T.T.T.O. Keili Chish Go’ali)

Alone in their bunk, whisperingOh counselor, I loved everythingBut I must say goodbyeI must leave behindAll that’s been taught here to me

His voice chokes with tears, as he saysAt home there’s no chazering baal pehNo joy Friday nightSo little YiddishkeitWhy does it all have to end

Oh Josh, don’t be sad, don’t be so upsetThe lessons of camp you’ll never forgetThe spirit and prideThe flag flying highWill stay with you years ahead

The friends that you’ve made, the thoughts that you sharedDavening, learning, with devotion and careThese memories will beA part of you, tillWe meet once again next year

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Dear Rebbe, I felt I Must Send This (T.T.T.O. introduction to Twersky’s Nigun)

Dear Rebbe, I felt I must send thisIt’s written the best way I knowEight weeks in camp, so quickly have passedBack to school, I soon go

Before I leave, I’d like to thank youFor Gan YisroelIt will help me throughout my lifeIts lesson, I’ve learned so well

Throughout the summer, we practiceBichol drochecho do’eihuServing Hashem with joyIn everything we do

Its life and achdus stay with meThough summer I leave behindSo Rebbe, thank you for giving me campGan Yisroel Chai

Peering Through The Darkened Window (T.T.T.O. Lakol Zman—Tzlil V’zemer III)

Peering through the darkened windowCamp’s left behindAll but for that sign, sayingWelcome to Camp Gan YisroelThat image, engraved on my mind

You welcomed me when I first came hereJust eight weeks agoAs the bus rolledOnto camp’s grand panoramaThe glistening lake lying still

The fervor for YiddishkeitThe varemkeit Friday nightTo a summer like none I’ve had beforeI must say goodbye

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As we travel on, I can tellThe sign seems to say farewellBut before long, you’ll welcome me backTo Gan Yisroel

Dreamily, I Wander About (T.T.T.O. Vehu Kechosson)

Dreamily, I wander aboutDragging my feet along the deeply-rutted pathThe buses are loaded, about to departFor a moment, I have camp to myself

I find that my thoughts have led me toMy favorite Ohel Yaakov Dovid, nestled in the woodsOn the faded red wall, my fingers trace a scrawlYossi was here in ‘74

I guess, he also loved the starry nightsTo listen to a story, in fright and delightTo sit ‘round the fire, warmed by a songGan Yisroel, to share, to belong

I guess, he too would come hereFor a moment alone, or a chat with a friendTo gaze at the lake, flitting through the treesAnd wonder why camp has come to an end

My name I add, Gan YisroelTo the oh, so many, etched in your soulYes, my name I add, Gan YisroelTo the many hearts that you’ve touched

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Who Keeps Your Spirits High Who keeps your spirits highWhen this coldness numbs your soulWhen winter months have frozen your heartCamp Gan Yisroel

When Golus has you downWho puts a smile on your faceThat everlasting inspirationCamp Gan Yisroel

So, even as Moshiach takes us outWe’ll hold your banner way up highHand in hand, we’ll go togetherThrough these final moments, you’ve shown us the way

So, even as the Rebbe leads us homeThe Gan Yisroel flag we’ll hold so proudAs one, through the Geulah doorWith camp we’ll be, forevermore

In Younger Years, I’d Heave A Sigh (T.T.T.O. Gedolim—Miami, Klal Yisroel)

In younger years, I’d heave a sighWhen I found out that camp had passed me byA summer spent in Camp Gan Yisroel

For comfort, I would tell myselfI will return next year, as wellNext summer I’ll be back again, for sure

Now, where can I find that comfortHow can I wipe my tearsI’ve come to the stage, I must say goodbyeTo the camp I hold so dear

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Goodbye, Gan YisroelGoodbye to your warmth and loveGoodbye to your smilesGoodbye to your tearsYour memory always livesDear friend, goodbye

As The Sun Sets Over The Hilltops (T.T.T.O. Bilvovi—Amudei Shaish)

As the sun sets over the hilltopsIts last rays turn into nightMy emotions well up inside meAn end to this summer, so bright

These past few days have been differentYet, comfort I managed to findNow, this last Shabbos we’ve enteredMy feelings I just cannot hide

His arm on my shoulder, farbrenging with meA Chossid, he tells me to beA Chossidishe nigun he sings me to sleepGan Yisroel, I can’t help but weep

As Shabbos moves on, my memories rush byLike torrents of water, without endThe warmth and the closeness, the life and the joyOf Shabbosim in camp that I’ve spent

The sun sets over the hilltopsShabbos has come and goneI feel so relieved and upliftedFor these memories will always live on

His arm on my shoulder, farbrenging with meA Chossid, he tells me to beA Chossidishe nigun he sings me to sleepGan Yisroel, your memories I keep

Alone As A Camper (T.T.T.O. Sharm El Sheikh—Jo Amar)

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Alone as a camper, I stood on the sideThe fear of my first year, I just could not hideBut warmth of their friendship, in joining the gamesTheir spirit engulfed me, a part I became

The chayus at bentching, starting each day with YechiChossidishe surroundings, inspiring meAhavas Yisroel, the flag flying proud in the breezeWhere else can I find this, oh how can I leave

The new things I’ve learnt here mean so much to meWithout Gan Yisroel, oh where would I beDear friends that I made here, I can only cryThe end is approaching, I must say goodbye

Goodbye Gan Yisroel, farewell to our wonderful timesHow much will I miss what I’m leaving behindI’m making a promise, your lessons I will not forsakeA much better person of me, they will make

Goodbye Gan Yisroel…

I Shed A Single Tear (T.T.T.O. Aromimcha Hashem)

I shed a single tearOne day, every yearSilent, empty, suddenly aloneWhen all of you go home

Near Kalkaska, I waitAround the glistening lakeYearning to hear a mishna by heartOh, why do we have to part

Oh, just one more bentching to hearBefore those buses appearOh, how will I bear it, when there is no lightIn the dining room, Friday nightBut looking at you, as I finish this songI know I’m coming alongDeep in your hearts, I’ve kindled a flame‘Cause Gan Yisroel is my name

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As He Sits Upon The Hill (T.T.T.O. Ke’ayol Taarog—Tzlil V’zemer II)

As he sits upon the hill, the camper’s mind roams freeTo thoughts of a summer filled with funA summer, a summer yet to beAs he rises to greet the day, together with the sunHis wandering mind travels back, and camp has just begun

I’ll play, I’ll laugh, I’ll learn, such fun will fill my dayFriendships forged, and friends anew I’ll meet along the wayMy counselor teaching me, the Rebbe’s at my sideGuiding every JewYechi Adoneinu we shout out loud, giving us strength anew

His counselor’s voice beckons him from thoughts so far awayThe bus is full, go take your seat, we’re going home todayAs the camper looks with tears, his ticket in his handWhat could have happened to my dream, I do not understand

The A-frame stands against the sky, surrounded by the cloudsThe bunk stands so cold and bare, and the lake makes no soundBut I can smile as we leave, as hard as it may seemKnowing that I’ll be back next year, and relive my dream

I’ll play…

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One Night On His Bed He Does Lie (T.T.T.O. Ish Chossid Hoyoh—J.E.P.)

One night on his bed he does lieHis troubles, his tears testifyI know it’s been long since we had to partBut you’re still so close to my heart

His emotions he tries to controlBut the tears just continue to flowThose moments together stand out vividlyOh Moshe’le, please answer me

Do you still feel concerned to daven each daySome Torah to learn, the p’sukim to sayIs your feeling to Torah still trueDo you still love every Jew

In those four short weeks, so much effort was madeTo instill Yiddishkeit, the spark should not fadeMy sorrow is too much to bearIf only my thoughts, you would share

How Are You, David, My Dearest Friend (T.T.T.O. Vahaviosim—MBD)

How are you, David, my dearest friendFrom Gan Yisroel this letter I sendThere’s so much to do here all day and nightI barely find time, for this letter to write

Gan Yisroel has reached into meThey’ve taught me how a proud Jew should beYou should be here, that I can tellPlease come join me in Gan Yisroel

All these ideas are to me, so newThey tell me my playing can be Jewish tooEvery moment is precious and dearWhy can’t this last through the entire year

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Gan Yisroel has reached into meThey’ve taught me how a proud Jew should beYou should be here, that I can tellNext year, together in Gan Yisroel

One Winter Evening (T.T.T.O. Al Tirah Ki Yaashir Ish—Pirchei)

One winter evening, on his way home from schoolLevi felt depressed and lowProblems with his family, teachers and friendsHow to help himself, he did not know

Arriving at home, searching through the mailA letter from his counselor, he did findActivities and learning, friendships so dearThese memories flashed through his mind

Picturing himself sitting with his bunkRemembering the times they spent togetherThe feelings of thanks, the joy that they feltExpressing to the Rebbe in a letter

These memories, so clear, touched his heartAnd tears began to blur his sightA paper and a pen, he took into his handOnce again, to the Rebbe he did write

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Standing In Line, Deep In Thought (T.T.T.O. Achas Shoalti—MBD)

Standing in line, deep in thoughtReliving a summer he’ll never forgetThose four weeks that he did spendTo him, so much they meant

Starting with the bracha he receivedFrom the Rebbe, before he did leaveIn camp, with the Rebbe living alwaysBy Yechis and bentching each day

Those farbrengens we hadThe hachlatos we madeThe songs that we sangIn my heart will always remain

As he passes the RebbeHis voice chokes with tearsRebbe, oy RebbeThank you for a summer so dear

Slowly, My Eyes Do Wander (T.T.T.O. Bilvovi—Amudei Shaish)

Slowly, my eyes do wanderAlong this magnificent shoreA scene so tranquil, it moves meCan one really ask for more

Recalling the day I first came hereJust a few weeks agoTime passed me by so swiftlyTogether with camp I did grow

Oh, who can forget those Friday nightsRemember the flag flying highThe presence of the Rebbe, felt so nearTo me, these things are so dear

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Precious and joyous, this summer spent hereA spirit that will never dieIt hurts and pains, still I must sayGoodbye, Gan Yisroel, goodbye

Near Labelle, On The Mountains HighNear Labelle, on the mountains highThe flag of Gan Yisroel does flyIts emblem depicts our motto and goalThe utmost of body and soul

Swimming, rowing, hiking, goingAll together, with brotherly loveWe learn and play, and serve Hashem in every wayWith the Rebbe’s bracha from Above

Oh, the whole summer through, we enjoy our stayFrom morning till evening of every dayOur hearts we inspire, with zest and fireTill at night, we retire

Oh, how enchanting, Gan YisroelYour great beauty will always prevailThe clear blue lake and the fields so greenCan elsewhere not be seen

Swimming, rowing…

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Dawn Has Broken, A New Day Is BornDawn has broken, a new day is bornGan Yisroel’s flag is raised once moreNestled in the mountains, ‘midst towering pinesThis banner of pride still shines

Unwrapping each day like a precious giftMy heart skips a beat, as it fills with joyWords cannot describe the feeling insideThinking of what lies ahead

Oh Gan Yisroel, my trusted friendWe’ve become so close since we’ve metYou inspire my desire, to climb ever higherAs I learn to serve Hashem

Oh Gan Yisroel, my trusted friendThere’s so much to do, so much to shareYou and I, I and you, forever oneGan Yisroel Chai!

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Sitting On A Wooden BenchT.T.T.O. Ani Ma’amin - D’veikus

Sitting on a wooden bench,My good friend at my sideDiscussing our summer that has passedWe spoke about all of the funAnd the trips that we did have,And how we wished that we were back in camp.

Just then something deep down inside me cried, that is not allCamp has given me much more than just funThere are no words that can explain it it’s so very deepIt’s something that I will forever keep.

I remember the Tefilos vividlyPronouncing every word so carefullyThen w-e would standOur Rebbe we would faceThinking of all the good we’ve doneWe declared all as oneYechi Adoneinu, with our Rebbe we belong

And now in 770As I stand before, the Rebbe our KingI realize how my life has been changedFrom this summer I did gainForever it will remainOh Machaneh MenachemNext year with you again.

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