A battle cry
The shofar sound
Gird on your sword
And gather round.
No time to sleep
Or pick the vine
To eat a meal
And drink the wine.
It’s time to rise
And show your might
The foe’s at hand
And we must fight.
This is the call
The shofar sound
Awaken now
And do abound.
There’s work to do
The lost to save
The hour is late
We must be brave.