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My Friend Through the years
My heart is heavy, my body burdened.
My soul yearns for the sounding of the shofar,
my eyes fixed on that glorious day.
I see before me, friends and family,
and I can't help but wonder if they'll be there.
It makes me sad when I look around me,
I wonder if they realize I care.
I try to reach them, to pull them from the depths.
But sadly they slip through my fingers.
So I turn them over, to Elohim,
and I lift them up in prayer.
Does it do any good, to pray for those,
who continue to evade the truth?
Or somewhere down the road will I see them,
joining me in song.
As our voices raise through the clouds of the heavens,
we cry with a voice in tears.
Kadosh Kadosh Kadosh, my Adonai..
my friend through all the years!
