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Shabbos Chol Hamoed Pesach
The pilgrim’s robe was dusty,
And he bore a heavy sack,
To give thanks for all God’s bounty,
To be seen, and then go back.
Not a wanderer like his fathers,
To reach a place they’d never known,
Their goal was yet a promise,
A place they would be shown.
We learn from Moshe on the mountain,
That HaShem cannot be seen,
God’s speech reveals His presence,
One must perceive where He has been.
As a wanderer he’d beseeched Him,
To show His glory and His face,
But the pilgrim scales a well trod height,
Content, to reach His holy place.
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