| Ani auni vevyone. |
| Hashem yashav li. |
| Ezrati, umafalti, atau
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| As for me, I am poor and destitute
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| Hashem my God will think about me. |
| My help, my rescuer, you are
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| My word is like a hammer like a shattering rock
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| Crack through your heart and take the evil apart
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| From the end of the earth unto you I call
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| Time and again I fall, back to you I crawl
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| You have been a refuge for me
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| A tower of strength in the face of the enemy
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| Enemy, enemy lines I find I let myself get tied up too many times
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| You can’t have my heart I’m taking back what’s mine
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| I know it lie just smoke in your eye
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| And you saved my soul from the other side
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| When faint grows my heart to a rock
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| That too hard for me to climb alone lead me
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| For you have been a refuge
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| With you I smash a troop and with my God I leap over a wall
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| May the king answer you on the day that you call
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| Stand tall, battle yawl, the clouds crawl low, all stalled
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| Heavens lay draped over New York like a prayer shawl
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| The holy one enthroned upon the praises of Israel
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| Pathways of my heart clogged like a traffic jam
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| From the start, I want to take the blockage apart |