(Lyrics by Chaya Golda Ovadia, Music and Additions by David Dome)
Why are we waiting, sitting idly by?
We should be giving repentance a try.
These days of awe, this time of regret
Can clear decrees which are not settled yet.
This is the moment when lives hang by a thread,
It should behold us to tremble with dread,
Before HaShem, fall down on our knees,
Beg our Father to accept all our pleas.
For the sins we admit, for transgressions unknown,
Our tearful appeal can chill a soul down to the bone,
How can we waste time? With our hearts must implore
Our Merciful Judge at the Heavenly Door.
It’s never too early for our chance to pray
To soften the verdict on Judgment Day.
If not we will hide our faces in shame
When standing before His Magnificent Name
Opportunities passed are never returned
We’ll lament in regret for our hard lessons learned
Look deep in your heart, be truthful as can be
And you’ll have no fear from the solemn decree.
You might be aware, yeah, you might just realize,
The things you call good may just be in disguise
And now it's time to be judged and it’s time to open our eyes
And return to Hashem, yeah, you might just be wise.
So why are we waiting, sitting idly by?
We should be giving tshuva a try.
These days of awe, and this time of regret
Can clear the decrees which are not settled yet.
And you might be aware, yeah, you might just realize,
Those things you call good may all be in disguise
Now it's time to be judged and it’s time to open our eyes
And return to Hashem, yeah, you might just be wise.
