Luyện nghe bài hát The Many and the Few

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

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

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

I'll read you my Talmud book
And the dreams to you
And be fertile and multiply
If you keep your Torah

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

As the King of and Palestine
Antiochus the Fourth, stand
To kill the Jews if refuse
To worship our and gods

My name is Hannah, my born son
Now before this king
Guilty of keeping the Sabbath
By the I see him slain

It's one by one my seven
In front of my cut down
For to the Torah laws
I pay with my blood now

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

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

My name is Judah, the
By the name of the I'm called
We'll pray to God before every
Till all of our fall

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

is my name, from Syria came
To destroy that Macabee
My was great, his army was small
But he did win over me

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

My name is Lysias, I up a plan
To burn the Jews tents as slept
When I got there, their tents were all
And the Macabee's 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 down from the rear

My name is Jerusalem Judah came back
To up my Temple once more
To cut down the and thorny brush
grows 'round my windows and doors

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

We found in our a little oil jug
Just for the lamps for one night
That one little jug burned whole days
And it kept our new in light

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