Sing a lyric for Sabbath,
Lift a song for Shabbat
Lift a song for Shabbat
Bless hashem
sing his name elyon
Lift lyre and lute
Lift guitar and flute
sing his name elyon
Lift lyre and lute
Lift guitar and flute
I see in morning your mothering,
In evening your dedication
How grand are your deeds Hashem, how deep your thoughts
A fool wouldn’t know
A dunce cannot see:
When the tyrants seem to win,
They only dig their own grave
When the tyrants seem to win,
They only dig their own grave
But you glide over the world Adonai
When the tyrants rise,
Wait only for their downfall
the Just flower like dates,
grow like cedars in Beirut
rooted in the house of Adonai,
blossom in the court of Eloheinu
grow like cedars in Beirut
rooted in the house of Adonai,
blossom in the court of Eloheinu
My Rock is perfect
Hashem my upright capstone,
My cornerstone with no crack
