The books are now open,
The quill is in His hand.
Yet, we have the power,
To decide our own fate.
מי יחיה ומי ימות
Which will it be?
מי ישפל ומי ירום
The latter we plead.
Teshuvah, Teffilah, Tzedakah,
Can change any decree.
In a forty-eight hour period,
We can wipe away a year.
Let us start anew,
Return – it’s never too late.
You won’t know,
If you don’t even try.
You can fight all odds,
You just need to believe.
True sincerity,
A few teardrops,
A broken heart.
The previous year may,
Have been a real bummer.
This coming one,
Who knows?
We must beg and plead,
For a good sweet year.
It’s up to us.
Teshuvah, Teffilah, Tzedakah,
Can change any decree.
