Psalm 20: When the King Reigns

When the King reigns, 
And His halls are filled with song, 
Echoes through the valleys, 
Ringing all night long. 

The chorus of his servants’ heart, 
Shall warm His servant’s ear,
One calls and one responds, 
Like ears that sing and mouths that hear. 

The winds shall mark the rhythm, 
The sun shall keep the time, 
While all the gifts He’s given,
Sing harmonies divine. 

The birds shall bless the trees,
The trees shall bless the earth, 
The bears shall hug the bees, 
And the men shall know their worth. 

His halls shall fill with cheer,
As supplicants sing late, 
And darkness shall cause them no fear, 
As their songs shall cast out hate. 

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Spread Love, Spread Light,

Am Yisrael Chai