Asorof clothed in human flesh
Personified in mortal
Hasmadah so un-quantified
Transcending every portal
The essence of hasmada
The sar of the halacha
The source of strength
And wisdom
Klal Yisroel’s bracha
The constancy of limud
A never ending zeal
The strength and fortitude
We know
Of Torah breaking steel
Kepatish potzaitz sela
The rocks break into pieces
The mayon hamisgaber
Whose water flow increases
And thousands came
To hear his words
Or just to see him learn
A source of inspiration
That sparked us all to yearn
But through it all
His only care
His only one concern
“How does Klal Yisroel fare?”
And “How did Tosafos learn?”
The newsmen spoke the numbers
They came from right and left
But it means nothing to our dor
Orphans now bereft
And lo this time of churban
The flames soar way on high
They took the Bais Hamikdosh
And millions who would die
And tragedies strike day by day
To each personal blows
And when will all the tzaros end
Indeed nobody knows
The threats to the yeshivos
To snatch their precious jewels
On whims and fads
And politics
They now will burn the rules
Reminding us
In these three weeks
That churban still does reign
And it will rear
Its ugly head
Inflicting so much pain
Klal Yisroel
Had its Mikdosh
Which years ago we lost
And for our crooked
Selfish ways
We still do pay the cost
But we had our gedolim
The lights that led the way
And one by one
Those lights grow dim
Another price we pay
But we do have our yeshivos
Kol Torah, day and night
And now the forces that we fear
Have set them in their sight
Maran, we ask your holy soul
Beseech for Torah’s splendor
For neshamos, holy, pure
For children sweet and tender
Ask our Father for His sake
For endless hours learned
For days and nights of horuving
And thousands to you turned
Plead for us on your behalf
And the greatness of His Name
Redeem us from this servitude
And save us from this shame
Restore the glory
That once was
When Torah reigned supreme
And show the truth to the whole world
Fulfill our only dream
