Inspired by Mendy Worch’s song “Gimmel Iyur in Kerister”
So many years have passed
Years of tzaros, years of pain…
Years when we often wonder
Will we forever in golus remain?!
Yet, there is a שער רחמים open
Through R’ Shaya ben R’ Moshe Kerestir.
It is a שער of רחמים
From whence our cries Hashem does hear!
The world is aflame with yearning
For ג’ אייר, such a precious day –
The heiligeh R’ Shayala’s yahrtzeit
When thousands flock to his kever to pray…
Kedusha was imbued into this world
As R’ Shayala prepared food for each guest.
Lovingly, with ahavas Yisroel
His face shining as he wished all the best!
Every day, countless times,
Even on the holiest day of the year,
R’Shayala would run to serve all his guests
Food for the oisfast, he would joyously prepare!
R’ Shayala himself testified
That his koach to bring mofsim
Came from his love for every Yid
That welled up inside of him!
From all corners of the world
Yidden stream to daven there.
Praying and yearning for mofsim
In the ohel of R’ Shayala of Kerestir…
Oy! The golus is so long,
Darker than the darkest night.
Oy R’ Shayala from your place in Himmel
We beg you to see our plight!
Oy! This bitter golus
How much longer can we hold on?
Is there left a Tzaddik in our dor
Whose help we can rely on?
Oy! R’ Shayala, we beg you
Look at us from your place on high.
And shower upon us hashpaos tovos
Beg Hashem to heed your cry!
“Don’t worry my dear kinder,
From my place here in שמים,
I will beg Hashem with all my koach,
צדיקים במיתתם קרואים חיים
This article was found in Nekuda Tova Issue 33 Red Shayele Yahrtzeit Edition.
