The sound of the Shofar
Woke me up from my sleep
Like the light of the Zohar
To a place dark and deep
Like a baby’s crying
I looked for the source
I stood from my lying
With an uncommon force
I tripped and stumbled
In search of the sound
Until I was humbled
And then I was found
In the Schul Yom HaDin
As I started to weep
The sound from within
Was a sound so deep!
It was a sound of fear
Mixed with elation
That Moshiach’s here!
Since the time of creation
He only waits to be woken
From his long deep sleep
By a sound long and broken
That sounds like a weep
HASHEM is our King!
That’s the cry
Now, let Moshiach’s alarm ring
And split the sky!
Shana Tova!
