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The Ark - Dr. Gil Dekel

How did the Jews manage to carry the heavy Ark through the hot desert? Well, two angels are guarding the Ark – once the right hands reached out to lift it, the angels spread their wings, and the Ark began to rise. 🎧 Listen / Buy: https://www.poeticmind.co.uk/music/so... “The Ark” is the ninth release from my album “Songs for Hanuka”, a Human/AI collaboration inspired by Jewish wisdom and symbolism. "The Ark" - Dr. Gil The Ark, God’s holy artefact, Wood and gold, made strong and exact. Inside the words God gave to all, A living promise, sacred call. Angels above, wings held tight, Guarding the Ark through day and night. Holy and still, set apart, The meeting place of God and heart. The Ark lifts us up, When we draw near. Holiness moves, When we are here. God’s light is carried, Hand to hand. Ka'dosh, Ka'dosh, Ka'dosh. (Holy, holy, holy). We carried it through desert sand, Step by step, by human hands. Through the wild, through heat and time, Following purpose, line by line. To Jerusalem, sacred ground, Where the Temple’s heart was found. There it rests, deep inside, Holy and whole, where heaven stayed. The Ark lifts us up, When we draw near. Holiness moves, When we are here. God’s light is carried, Hand to hand. Ka'dosh, Ka'dosh, Ka'dosh. (Holy, holy, holy). The Ark was heavy, weight and gold, Too much for arms alone to hold. But when the right hands came to bear, Angels spread their wings in air. The Ark rose up, began to move, Not carried by us, but carrying through. We thought the weight was ours to keep, But it lifted us with every step. The Ark lifts us up, When we draw near. Holiness moves, When we are here. God’s light is carried, Hand to hand. Ka'dosh, Ka'dosh, Ka'dosh. (Holy, holy, holy). The Ark lifts us up, When we draw near. Holiness moves, When we are here. God’s light is carried, Hand to hand. Ka'dosh, Ka'dosh, Ka'dosh. (Holy, holy, holy).