“Where Is The Hand”

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Siberia Summer 5752 A Tear Runs Down From His Cheek (T.T.T.O Nigun Shabbos Ve’Yomtov [Nigun #96]) A tear runs down from his cheek, Oh, Hashem, it’s another week, Shabbos is passing, the Rebbe did not speak. Days, weeks, then months go by, How long must your children cry, Beseeching, demanding, Ad Mosai, it’s enough. Chorus: Where is the hand to which millions do come, Where is the voice that unites us all as one, Our hearts pouring out as we cry to Hashem, Der Rebbe Zol Zein Gezunt and be with us again. On Sunday a man arrives, With hope in his troubled eyes, Excuse me, please tell me, the Rebbe’s help I seek. I’ve come to the Rebbe’s door, His brocho I need once more, Unanswered, he lifts his eyes and desperately does cry. Credit: Moshe Nachman Halevi Karelefsky.