Rise and Carry the Weight

In the stillness of the desert night, a father's fear held on so

tight. Yaakov's heart was tremblin', torn. One son lost,

one barely born. And the voices of his children came. One spoke love,

but not the flame, for Reuben's words were soft and weak.

But Yehuda rose, brave and chic. He said, "Father, hear the truth

I bear. We can't return without the one you hold dear. But life must

move and we must stand. I'll bring him home with my own hand."

He spoke to mind, he spoke to soul. He reached the