Every Neshama
Every Neshama A white bearded man, a holy sage His neshama, a holy fire shining In the night of golass. He prays ardently for a new age To begin, his flame touches and lights up Every neshama that is close Is strengthened in his light, Is given hope! Every neshama that is lost Is searched for and found To be returned to Torah ways! Every Neshama that wanders Sad and despairing Is a great cost to Am Israel! Every Neshama that returns Joyous to be filled With the light of Torah Is as valuable as... Sign in to see full entry.