Take joy my darling Israel, you are my pearl, my blessed child. I think about you, as countless my thoughts toward you as the sand on the beaches of love.

running my fingers thro’ your hair

looking into your eye

rest awhile, lean back your sweet head

peace my love, gentle I am

Who are you O God

That you talk to man

Who number the stars

And carry out your plan

Committed and passionate

For the delight of your day

Here i stand

The wonder of you, encased from clay