Today marks the 41st anniversary of the reunification of Jerusalem, the holy City in the Holy land
If you have been to Jerusalem you have never truly felt the presence of God
Its not something that I can explain in words its like what my mom used to tell me about Yiddish, there is no translation.
Thank you Hashem for allowing us to once again feel your presence in your holy city. Please prevent the politicians in the Israeli Government who do not want connect with you from giving away the gift you gave us so long ago.
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem,
let my right hand forget her cunning.
If I do not remember thee,
let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth;
if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
-Psalm 137
Yerushalaim Shel Zahav (Jerusalem of Gold)
Yerushalayim ...
The air of the mountains is as clear as wine
And the fragrance of the pine trees
Is lifted upon the evening breeze
With the ringing of the bells
And in the deep sleep of the tree and the stone
Held captive in a dream
The city which sits alone
And in her heart, a wall
Jerusalem of gold
And of copper and of light
For all of your songs
I am the harp
How the water cisterns have dried up
The city square is empty
Nobody goes up to the Temple Mount
In the Old City
And in the caves of the rocks
Winds howl
And no one goes down to the Dead Sea
Upon the Jericho Road
Jerusalem of gold...
Although I come to sing to you today
And to tie crowns upon you
I am less than the youngest of your sons
And the last of the sweet singers
For your name singes the lips
Like the kiss of the serpent
If I forget thee, oh Jerusalem
She is completely golden
Jerusalem of gold...
We have returned to the water cisterns
To the marketplace and the square
A shofar calls out on the Temple Mount
In the Old City
And in the caves in the rocks
A thousand suns shine forth
And again we will go down to the Dead Sea
Upon the Jericho Road
Jerusalem of gold...
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