If it be your will

Closing is happening earlier this week as my drawing pad is calling my name and it is a call I will answer. This week's closing song comes from the comments of last week, and is both for Bob and Candace. There are many versions of this song floating around but I chose this one because it is a plea to heaven, and anyone can plead to heaven, so I chose the sound of a lamentation over beauty. Besides, I suspect heaven is more familiar with the sound of our voices in sorrow than in joy.

I don't know where I picked up this piece of esoteric imagery but it has stayed with me since I came across it. It is said that the sounds of our prayers are carried up to the heavens and held lovingly, word by word, in the hands of the Mal'achim Adonai, and only then released, when they reach the court of heaven. May it be so - If it be your will.

Lyric:

If it be your will

That a voice be true
From this broken hill
I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring

If it be your will

To let me sing
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring

If it be your will
To let me sing