L’Shana Hava’ah B’Yerushalayim
Pomegranates, grapes, figs and dates
Harvest is here, appointed time to celebrate
Rehearsals festivals, God’s Mo’edim
Time to live and show what we did glean
We’re off to Jerusalem the pilgrimage, with alms
Lift high lulavs of citron, myrtle, willows, and palms
Hallel recitation with gladness and singing
God’s holy convocation in our hearts are ringing
Rock hewn pool of living water, City of David
From Siloam, water drawn, libation awaited
Procession from the pool, virgin waters run clear
Joyous anticipation, morning time so dear
This is The Lords season and we are secure
Simchot Torah, Thy word, my feet dancing for sure
Prayers for rain for next year’s harvest season
Never halfhearted, we have purpose and reason
Shemini Atzeret- prayers to The Lord, for rain
I pray we have all grown, never to be the same
Harmonious agreement, our prayers rising in unison
Until we all meet again, Next year in Jerusalem
Poem given by inspiration and written by Laurette Laster ©2017
Isaiah 12:3 NIV
Therefore you will joyously draw water from the springs of salvation.
John 7:37-39 NIV
37 On the last and greatest day of the feast, Jesus stood up and called out in a loud voice, “If anyone is thirsty, let him come to Me and drink.
38 To the one who believes in Me, it is just as the Scripture has said: ‘Streams of living water’” will flow from within him.
39 He was speaking about the Spirit, whom those who believed in Him were later to receive. For the Spirit had not yet been given, because Jesus had not yet been
Through All Seasons 