LYRIC

IT’S WHAT I BELIEVE- Journeys- Composed by Abie Rotenberg- Journeys 3

Father, please tell me, help me understand
Who made what surrounds us, the sky and the land,
The water we drink, the air that we breathe
Father, please tell me, what should I believe.

Listen my child, put your trust in me
There is a creator that man cannot see,
And we owe our existence to no one but him
Bereishes Bara Elokim.

It’s not just a story, a tale that’s been told
A fable, a myth, or a legend of old,
It’s not someone’s fantasy, theory, or whim
It’s what I believe, Ani Maamin.

Father, please tell me, I’m asking of you
Why am I different, what makes me a Jew,
How am I to know, the right life to lead
Father, please tell me, what should I believe.

Listen my child, it was long long ago
When we stood by the mountain, one nation one soul,
What we received is our very life’s blood
Naaseh Venishma Amru Ke’echad.

It’s not just a story, a tale that’s been told
A fable, a myth, or a legend of old,
It’s not someone’s fantasy, theory, or whim
It’s what I believe, Ani Maamin.

Father, please tell me we, what does G-d intend
Will this long bitter exile soon come to an end,
Or must we continue to suffer and grieve
Father, please tell me, what should I believe.

Listen, my child, the future will bring
A day when the world knows who’s king of all kings,
Today or tomorrow, I don’t need to know
Achakeh Lo Bechol Yom Sheyovoh.

It’s not just a story, a tale that’s been told
A fable, a myth, or a legend of old,
It’s not someone’s fantasy, theory, or whim
It’s what I believe, Ani Maamin.

And it’s what I believe
And it’s what we believe,
Ani Maamin.