There's a man not yet a father
With a pain only he should know
So he put some ink to paper
"Rebbe I need you so"
Some days went by but nothing
He gave it another try
"I have already helped you"
He got as a reply
The baby was crying
As he held him preciously
It was then that he realized
I'm a father finally
So he sat down once again
To the Rebbe he did write
"Thank you Rebbe for helping me
And listening to my plight"
Rebbe you are here
We see it every day
Though our eyes are blind our hearts must find
That you are truly here
A moment of comfort
Some warm encouraging words
Rebbe we need to see you
It's your voice that should be heard
Time has caused some problems
For the child has lost his way
The father took some action
To the Rebbe he did say
"Rebbe I cannot see you
But your face I still do know
My son now needs your helping hand
A guide to take him home"
At the very same time
His son was quite sure
He saw the Rebbe standing there
Demanding him for more
The people all around him saw him trembling
And they were all surprised to see that he began to sing
Rebbe you are here
I see it every day
Though my eyes are blind my heart must find
That you are truly there
A moment of comfort
Some warm encouraging words
But Rebbe I need to see you
It's your voice that should be heard
Rebbe you are here
We see it every day
Though our eyes are blind our hearts must find
That you are truly here
A moment of comfort
Some warm encouraging words
Rebbe we need to see you
It's your voice that should be heard
Rebbe you are here
We see it every day
Though our eyes are blind our hearts must find
That you are truly here
A moment of comfort
Some warm encouraging words
Rebbe we need-