Post by yankydoodle on Jun 4, 2006 17:42:44 GMT -5
With a Tehillim, he sat through the night,
Pondering deeply, into his plight,
The Rebbe’s image, in front of his eyes,
Oh where is Moshiach, he sighs.
Three times a day, we would have the great z’chus,
The Nassi Hador, would come Davven with us,
How can I live, when a Shabbos goes by,
Without a farbrengen he cries.
Rebbe, oy Rebbe, we need you,
Hashem, Hashem, Kel Rachum,
We’re sick of this Golus, can’t bear anymore,
Why don't you open the door.
Your children are yearning to be with you,
How long can this Golus continue,
Bring the Geulah fulfilling your vow,
To bring Moshiach, right now.
Pondering deeply, into his plight,
The Rebbe’s image, in front of his eyes,
Oh where is Moshiach, he sighs.
Three times a day, we would have the great z’chus,
The Nassi Hador, would come Davven with us,
How can I live, when a Shabbos goes by,
Without a farbrengen he cries.
Rebbe, oy Rebbe, we need you,
Hashem, Hashem, Kel Rachum,
We’re sick of this Golus, can’t bear anymore,
Why don't you open the door.
Your children are yearning to be with you,
How long can this Golus continue,
Bring the Geulah fulfilling your vow,
To bring Moshiach, right now.