Sirens blaring, wildly proclaiming
Evil has unleashed her fury and people cry
All wonder, “Is it my child, my friend now dying?”
Now wounded, now maimed, they’re chosen not knowing why.
Beneath the angry stares of the nations railing
A people stumbling, searching, what brings this hatred
How do they deserve such reproach, no place resting
They wander, looking upward, where to put their bed
A flicker of light, an ancient memory once strong
Now darkened by years and buried deep by sorrow
Faintly a sound is heard breaking through as a song
Recalling a day when they marched boldly o’er their foe
Twas a time when HaShem his shining face felt
Perhaps but dreaming, for pain causes them to doubt
As they await the next bomb, their nerves in fear melt
Will they be there in the morn, to see the sun shout?
Announcing hope, reminding them of covenant
Giving them assurance, his love will ne’er depart
His promise secure, he will slay the defiant
Victory is his, his great plan from the start
Oft others broadcast Israel is not their own
The violence would stop, to be safe their land release
A growing loathing, a pressure to stand alone
A deep groan, a faint sigh, will there ever be peace?
Wailing is heard, a hurting heart that will not flee
Oh, the punishment severe, can’t express in words
Yet, heavens declaring comfort, they’ll soon be free
Lifted up above the fray, carried on wings of birds.
With their own eyes they’ll see Him coming from afar
At last they will know, salvation belongs to Him
They’ll cry, “Blessed are you, the bright and morning star.”
With arms opened wide, they’ll believe and be welcomed home.
Written in response to the latest Tel Aviv Bombings while we were sitting at the Ben Gurion Airport on January 5.