Before sunrise, the heavens did open.
A ladder came down to Earth's ground,
Where Jacob, sweet Jacob, was sleeping.
G-d's heavenly angels came down.

Then a Voice, the Ancient of Ancients,
Liquid gold, transcending like dew,
Spoke to the one who was sleeping,
"This land have I given to you.

"I, the L-rd G-d of your fathers,
To Abraham and Isaac I decreed
My blessings to pour on your offspring:
Upon you and upon all your seed.

"Though I will scatter you among all the nations
Yet I will return you to this land once again.
I will do it, and no one can stay Me;
You are grafted in the Palm of My hand.

"Fear not, for I will be with you;
I will never leave you alone.
The wind of My Spirit shall lift you
Directing and leading you home."