Jerusalem
“Jerusalem, if I forget you, let my right hand forget what it’s supposed to do.”
Hineni-- here I am, in the center of it all
slowly approaching the holy, holy wall
The air is a current, pulling me close
Hineni-- here I am, in the center of it all
Magnificence wraps its loving arms around me
The air is a current, pulling me close
“Jerusalem, if I forget you, let my right hand forget what it’s supposed to do.”
Magnificence wraps its loving arms around me
Am Yisrael Chai!
“Jerusalem, if I forget you, let my right hand forget what it’s supposed to do.”
Magnificence wraps its loving arms around me
Am Yisrael Chai!
slowly approaching the holy, holy wall
Magnificence wraps its loving arms around me
“Jerusalem, if I forget you, let my right hand forget what it’s supposed to do.”
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