There are times
I wonder and I dream
about the day
when everything is grand
home in our land
we have awaited and believed in
for so long
Close your eyes, imagine
as we gaze with awe and pride
together we behold
true is the gold
of Yerushalayim, Ir Hakodesh,
shining high and strong
And no Jew will be left behind
no tears will be left to be cried
no power or pain
will send us back again
we are home
and forever this time
and standing proud as we pray
as ever we live for that day
when galus will be
but a distant memory
and no Jew will be left behind
Though the days seem empty
we can fill them all with mitzvos
knowing that each deed
is all we need
to bring the lonliness of galus
to its end
There is none too lowly
or too lost
to lend a hand
together as we try
look to the sky
and you will see a Bais Hamikdosh burning
waiting to descend
and no Jew will be....
