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“Tzur Yisrael…” the voice continues, emitting almost-visible sound waves. “Kumah!” is uttered in something like a roar White doves circle overhead, the interlocking mountain spurs beyond Silwan grow more clearly defined, and the sky turns a pale blue. Sunrise is about to wash over the Kosel. The ethereal visuals are accompanied by a distinct soundtrack.
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This year, this niggun was an anthem because we showed it. He’s always there for us, but this year, we were there for Him too.
Yisroel Besser