It happened Yom Kippur as they were praying,
A truck pulled up and the sergeants were saying,
War has broke out we need all our men,
To serve Lema’an Hashem.

Young Mottel turned around to his father beside him,
Father advise me before I go fight them,
Give me a Brocha I should have Hatzlocho,
And let’s hope we’ll meet again.

Oh Mottel my son do not be dejected,
We have a Mezuzah you’ll be protected,
Set aside time during each day,
To study the Torah and pray.

Speak to our soldiers who will be with you,
Teach them B’chal D’rachecha De’eihu,
Hashem Yishmor Tzeischa, safe and secure,
Until you’ll be with us once more.