Purim! (Esther's Song)

Upbeat acoustic folk-festival anthem, joyful Purim celebration vibe, lively acoustic guitar strumming + mandolin + fiddle + hand percussion + foot stomps + group clapping and call-response chorus, warm communal male & female lead vocals trading verses with big ensemble harmonies on chorus, mid-tempo 110-120 BPM, storytelling ballad style like sea shanty meets klezmer joy, building to triumphant festive ending with whoops and cheers, energetic and danceable for holiday crowd

Oh, turn, turn, the tables turn! (Hey!)
From sorrow into gladness, from darkness into day!
For such a time as this she came, our Esther brave and true,
Haman's plot will come to naught — the Jews will see it through!

They sought a queen so beautiful, and Esther took the crown,
Mordecai her cousin watched, never bowing down.
Haman rose up high and proud, demanded every knee,
But Mordecai stood firm and said, "That bow ain't meant for thee!"

Oh, turn, turn, the tables turn! (Hey!)
Purim joy is rising, hear the people say!
For such a time as this she came, our Esther brave and true,
Haman's gallows wait for him — the plot will turn askew!

Haman cast the lots (that's Pur), decreed a day of doom,
To kill and take the Jews' goods in every town and room.
Mordecai cried out in sackcloth, "Esther, you must plead!"
She said, "If I perish, I perish — gather, fast, and feed!"

She dressed in royal splendor, approached the golden throne,
The scepter stretched, she lived — and called the king alone.
Two banquets sweet with honeyed wine, then truth came pouring out:
"The enemy who sold us? Haman — without a doubt!"

Oh, turn, turn, the tables turn! (Hey! Hey!)
The wicked fall, the righteous rise today!
For such a time as this she came, our Esther brave and true,
Haman swings on his own tree — the victory belongs to You!

New letters flew by horseback, the Jews could stand and fight,
Their foes fell by the thousands, but plunder? Not a mite.
In Shushan town they feasted, on the fourteenth and fifteenth day,
And Mordecai wrote the custom: Purim forever, come what may!

Oh, turn, turn, the tables turn! (Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Light and joy and honor, gladness all the way!
Mishenichnas Adar, we increase in simcha true,
For such a time as this — Purim lives in me and you!

2004/7500

In the days of Ahasuerus, king of a hundred lands, From India to Ethiopia, with riches in his hands. He threw a feast for six months long, then seven days of wine, But Queen Vashti said "No way!" — she wouldn't toe the line. Oh, turn, turn, the tables turn! (Hey!) From sorrow into gladness, from darkness into day! For such a time as this she came, our Esther brave and true, Haman's plot will come to naught — the Jews will see it through! They sought a queen so beautiful, and Esther took the crown, Mordecai her cousin watched, never bowing down. Haman rose up high and proud, demanded every knee, But Mordecai stood firm and said, "That bow ain't meant for thee!" Oh, turn, turn, the tables turn! (Hey!) Purim joy is rising, hear the people say! For such a time as this she came, our Esther brave and true, Haman's gallows wait for him — the plot will turn askew! Haman cast the lots (that's Pur), decreed a day of doom, To kill and take the Jews' goods in every town and room. Mordecai cried out in sackcloth, "Esther, you must plead!" She said, "If I perish, I perish — gather, fast, and feed!" She dressed in royal splendor, approached the golden throne, The scepter stretched, she lived — and called the king alone. Two banquets sweet with honeyed wine, then truth came pouring out: "The enemy who sold us? Haman — without a doubt!" Oh, turn, turn, the tables turn! (Hey! Hey!) The wicked fall, the righteous rise today! For such a time as this she came, our Esther brave and true, Haman swings on his own tree — the victory belongs to You! New letters flew by horseback, the Jews could stand and fight, Their foes fell by the thousands, but plunder? Not a mite. In Shushan town they feasted, on the fourteenth and fifteenth day, And Mordecai wrote the custom: Purim forever, come what may! Oh, turn, turn, the tables turn! (Hey! Hey! Hey!) Light and joy and honor, gladness all the way! Mishenichnas Adar, we increase in simcha true, For such a time as this — Purim lives in me and you!

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