We Tremble Before Our God

by Samuel De Lemos

On Yom Kippurim
we tremble before our God.
Appearing before Him naked
afflicting and denying ourselves.

Solemn, paying heed to our lives.
Praying for His mercy.
Relying on His kindness and
His everlasting grace.

We ask The Almighty
For forgiveness.

We search our souls.
We beat our chests.
Only He knows our fate
we are his children
Birthed in the desert
Birthed in its
heated turmoil.

Dispersed throughout
the Earth we, His children,
plead for the promised
redemption to be finally
led back to our land.

We ask to be made whole
again, to restore our lives and
to be forgiven once and
for all.