Nachamu, Nachamu Ami.
Very soon, I will set you free.
I’ll take you home, come with Me.
Galus will become a distant memory.
Let your hearts become consoled.
Just like the prophets have foretold.
I’ll take you to Jerusalem, city of gold.
Great miracles, your eyes will behold.
My child, take hold of My Hand.
I’ll take you to the Promised Land.
Redemption will be awesomely grand.
Just like I promised and planned.
Achakeh Lo Bechal Yom Shayavo.
I know galus felt so long and slow.
But My dear child, I want you to know.
Salvation is coming, get ready to go!