At the wall of memory and redemption,
Can You hear the knocking:
The cries, the pleas, the prayers,
All knocking at Your wall?
Ahavas Yisrael at Your wall.
So many nations, colours, languages.
We come from all ends of the earth, linking arms and intentions.
Can You see us knocking on Your wall?
We plead with You in silent whisper,
We scream and yell and sing.
In unity and humility we knock at Your wall.
Can You hear the knocking?
The tears stream down the faces of old and young, your sparks of creation.
The air is thick with holiness and trepidation,
Hearts pound as the wall soaks in each prayer.
Can you feel it at Your wall?
Can You see the notes in every crack, in every cravis?
Notes of hope, of fear, of pain, of blessing, of love.
Notes to You, waiting to be read, to be answered.
When will You answer us?!
Creator, Sustainer, Redeemer, King, Father,
Open the gates!
Open your home!