I feel everything is coming together,
The puzzle pieces are forming the picture,
And I praise God for the blessings.
We all fall short, but I keep on trying,
I cannot be divine cause I am a human casing
I am a spirit trying to move my soul.
I honour my ancestors
And their spiritual past,
I praise God
And I have faith he will protect my last.
We all fall short but we sit at his feet
Recognising on our own it will be defeat.
I lay it at his feet
And he annoits me with love,
Cleansing of my sins
My yom kippur song.