Rosh Hashana

Written by George Leon Pike, Sr.

Copyright © 1981 by Betty M. Pike

1. The trails of life are filled with great adventure,

The steed you ride a mighty part shall play,

Along this road that’s leading up to Calvary,

As troubadours friend we must watch and pray.


2. Somewhere ahead there is a burning dessert,

That we must cross and there’s a price to pay,

But just beyond waters of life are flowing,

With green grassy slopes that paves the barren way.


3. In meadows green in a land that’s filled with flowers,

With shady green trees and rippling brooks,

Where the gentle springs of life are overflowing,

And sweet sunshine fills the lovely lane and nooks.


4. Shalom to you sweet peace from God forever,

Sorrows all gone and spring time in the air,

The racial veil there Christ has rent forever,

A land of love where there’s no need for prayer.



Come and join me in God’s lovely Rosh Hashanah,

And behold the Christ through views of yesterday,

Until we meet I’ll say to you manana,

Until we meet on rainbow hill that day.