
Sign up to save your podcasts
Or


This is the fourth haftorah of consolation,
Hashem plants heaven and gives earth a firm foundation.
Our oppressors' fury is a waste,
The final redemption won't be in haste!
After we have felt enough of Hashem's wrath,
The road to redemption will be a straight path.
For 7 haftorahs we will be consoled,
With a strong arm, He'll lead us to our goal!
The destruction of the Temple was from the Divine,
There were no figs on trees, or grapes on vines.
When Israel's harsh fate was sealed,
Corpses fell like dung on fields.
Seek Hashem when he can be found and call on him when he is near,
In place of a thornbush, a cypress will appear.
The barren one shouldn't say he is a shriveled tree,
The dispersed of Israel will gather, as we'll see!
From the publisher's feed