My fingertips high above my head,

Touching heaven

In my dance,

They lift my body heavenward

In my dance,

Reaching up to You

In my dance,

Forgiving myself, forgiving the children of my house,

In my dance,

Forgiving all the children of the Place

In my dance,

Bringing into the circle

She who would otherwise stand with arms across chest,

She now raises her fingertips high above her head,

Touching heaven

In her dance,

They lift her body heavenward

In her dance,

Forgiving herself, forgiving me, forgiving the children of her house,

In her dance,

The wholeness of our circle a symbol of peace,

We empty our bodies

In our dance,

We fill our selves with G-dliness

In our dance,

We heal each other and ourselves

In the wholeness of our circle, a symbol of peace,

In our dance we raise our voices heavenward,

In our crying out He will heal us,

For our mourning and our misery He has transformed

To our dance

O L-rd our G-d forever we will thank You!

I will thank You

In my dance.