• In the Warmest Glory
    At the Warmest night
    Only Love and no more Fight
    Morning Sparkles livly Joy
    Night shines through my Beautiful boy
    The snow blankets over the tree
    Sending my Children into Glee
    The glow of the Manorah sparkling in the night
    Touches our heart high as a kight
    The lights on the house and the Lights on the Streets
    Sway in a Light beat
    The games of Given and Dreidle open the morning, and all through the night
    We set the candle on last night, in the warmest glory what a beautiful site