My Father who IS, may, the Breath of Heaven, The Holy, Spirit of God. Raise up, my my small song to thee. Hear me, O' Lord, My God. Let, Thy Salvation Come, quickly. For we Mourn, deeply, as we are not with you now. We miss you. Bring us Home, to Love You, For-Ever. *IT IS WRITTEN Deuteronomy 30:4-5* ‘Even if you are scattered to the furthermost land, under the heavens, From there, the Lord your God will, gather you and take you back. The Lord your God will, bring you, to the land Your ancestors possessed and *you will possess it* And He will make, you more prosperous and numerous than your ancestors.’” “Unite our hearts to love and revere Your name And observe, all, the words of Your Torah, And swiftly send us Your righteous anointed one, of the house of David; *To redeem* those, who long'S for Your salvation.” “Appear'' in Your glorious majesty over all, the dwellers on earth, And let all, who breathe AND declare: The Lord, God of Israel is King Marantha