To the tune of Venikeisi by Avraham Fried
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In a faraway place,
No direction to face,
A shliach sits all alone,
Not a penny to spare,
And no one to care,
He feels like he cannot endure.
As time passes by,
Not knowing where to try,
Yet he continues, fulfilling his task.
Following directives, his connections revived,
He knows that he will survive.
The will of the Rebbe, continue I must,
My connection cannot be lost,
Even in hard times the Rebbe I’ll feel,
My connection remains so real.
The will of the Rebbe guiding him,
Connecting himself deep within,
Even in hard times, his spark does shine,
His connection forever alive.