Luyện nghe bài hát The Many and the Few

My name is King Cyrus, my I give,
You Jews can go to your home
To your holy temple again
In the of Palestine.

We've and danced o'er the hot rocky roads
Back to Eretz land
We worked with plow and and hoe
And we the works of our hands

My name is Ezra the man
I my scroll book along
I brought my to Yisroel
that land called Babylon

I'll you my Talmud Torah book
And the prophet's to you
And you'll be and multiply
If you your Torah true

My name is Alexander the
More than half of wide world is mine
Come stand around, my all
I'm wrapped on my bed to die

As the King of Syria and
Antiochus the Fourth, you'll
To the Jews if they refuse
To our idols and gods

My name is Hannah, my first son
Now stands before this
of keeping the Sabbath laws
By the I see him slain

It's one by one my sons
In front of my cut down
For keeping to the laws
I pay my warm blood now

My name is Mattathias, got five sons
In Modin City we
They tried to make me bow to their gods
Two of the King's flunkeys I

A hundred or more who'll to be Jews
Did come to these with me
On my death bed your I'll name
'Tis Judah, the

My is Judah, the Macabee
By the of the hammer I'm called
We'll pray to God before fight
Till all of our enemies

Appolonius, the Governor, day I killed
And his we did bust
Some few of his soldiers run away in the
But we've dropped dead in the dust

Syron is my name, from Syria
To that fool Macabee
My army was great, his army was
But he somehow did win me

To deliver the many to the of his few
For God is no trick at all
In a few hours my army did break
And we flooded valley with blood

My is Lysias, I dreamed up a plan
To burn the Jews tents as slept
When I got there, tents were all bare
And the army had left

He stormed my own as my soldiers did sleep
And he killed several thousand in
My elephants, my horsemen, my footsoldiers, all
Judah hammered them down from the

My name is where Judah came back
To build up my Temple more
To cut down the weeds and thorny
That grows 'round my and doors

Whole stones, stones, we'll build and pray
To God as a Jew
God's love the many did place
In the of a God loving few

We in our temple a little oil jug
Just enough for the lamps for one
one little jug burned Eight whole days
And it our new temple in light

Eight candles we'll and a Ninth one too
New Year that comes and goes
We'll think of the many in the of the few
And thank God we are seeds of the