Luyện nghe bài hát The Many and the Few

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

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

My name is the Teacher man
I brought my scroll along
I brought my flock to
that land called Babylon

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

My name is Alexander the
More than half of this wide world is
stand around, my servants all
I'm on my bed here to die

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

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

one by one my seven sons
In of my eyes cut down
For keeping to the Torah
I pay my warm blood now

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

A hundred or more fight to be Jews
Did come to these hills 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 every
Till all of our enemies

Appolonius, the Governor, this day I
And his army we did
few of his soldiers run away in the wind
But most we've dropped dead in the

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

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

My name is Lysias, I dreamed up a
To burn the Jews tents as they
When I got there, their tents were all
And the Macabee's army had

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

My name is where Judah came back
To build up my once more
To cut the weeds and thorny brush
That grows 'round my 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 in our temple a little oil jug
enough for the lamps for one night
That one little jug burned Eight days
And it kept our new temple in

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