haleluHeal Me Sky — For Michal
First sung
Heal Me Sky — For Michal. A gentle electronic-chill journey through ocean, mountains and the sky within. Lyrics (c) Michal Ness, used with permission. Words drawn from her published writing, with Hebrew passages from Psalms 61:3 and 65:7. No voice im
Electronic Chill · English + Hebrew
Watch on YouTube · Words are original settings of Tehillim (Psalms), in the public domain. The musical setting, vocals, instrumentation and recording are AI-generated. Produced by Halelu LLC.
Lyrics
Whatever I found there, it was not Him Whatever I found in Him, it was not there The ocean provides infinity, but not relief The horizon stretches magnificently, yet refuses to rise We can spend an entire day looking outward Without once looking up And perhaps the soul eventually rebels Human beings require elevation We need occasions to climb, to strain, to emerge Interior life has topography מִקְצֵה הָאָרֶץ אֵלֶיךָ אֶקְרָא בְּצוּר יָרוּם מִמֶּנִּי תַנְחֵנִי We climb so that we may descend Swallowed a little more sky And trapped it inside your chest בְּצוּר יָרוּם מִמֶּנִּי תַנְחֵנִי My edges have stopped asking the world where they are The freedom is violent and intoxicating I choose those who choose me I love those who love me My hands are to remain kinder than my conclusions Hashem was the source Someone still had to become willing Human beings require elevation We need occasions to climb, to strain, to emerge Interior life has topography מִקְצֵה הָאָרֶץ אֵלֶיךָ אֶקְרָא בְּצוּר יָרוּם מִמֶּנִּי תַנְחֵנִי We climb so that we may descend Swallowed a little more sky And trapped it inside your chest בְּצוּר יָרוּם מִמֶּנִּי תַנְחֵנִי מֵכִין הָרִים בְּכֹחוֹ נֶאְזָר בִּגְבוּרָה There is a reason mountains have always attracted pilgrims A peak offers what no philosophy can The sensation of having risen above oneself I am the field I will ask how He wants me to plow His field I do not believe Hashem abandons adults I have come back to listen properly מִקְצֵה הָאָרֶץ אֵלֶיךָ אֶקְרָא בְּצוּר יָרוּם מִמֶּנִּי תַנְחֵנִי We climb so that we may descend We descend only to discover Another, stranger mountain waiting in the distance בְּצוּר יָרוּם מִמֶּנִּי תַנְחֵנִי Whatever I found there, it was not Him Whatever I found in Him, it was not there
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