Blessed In This Place

BLESSED IN THIS PLACE

We live a life that is not our own

We walk the path the sages have shown

The alarm bell rings before the sun

And flesh cries out, “Not this… not one…”

The bed feels warm, the body pleads

The ego measures selfish needs

Each inch we move can feel like pain

A war of night inside the brain

But then we rise… though slow… though weak

Toward the place our hearts still seek

And in that room where friends ignite

The dark is pierced by borrowed light

What dragged like chains now feels like wings

The soul remembers higher things

The burden fades, the spirit wakes

As joy replaces old mistakes

So mark the place where sleep was slain

Where sorrow turned to holy gain

Blessed is He who brought me near

And changed my dread to living cheer

CHORUS

Blessed is He who called my name

Who turned my sorrow into flame

From bed of dust to morning light

He pulled me close… He gave me sight

ברוך הוא שקרא לי קום

מהחושך אל אור היום

מן העפר אל קו ישר

קרב אותי—אליו נשאר