This week’s Parsha is Eikev; it means a reward,
But not for battles that we fight with a sword.
Moshe said we must earn it; he knew that we can,
But only in Israel, that’s Hashem’s special plan.
Seven special crops that would grow in the land,
We’d grow them and eat them; they’d really taste grand.
Seven special crops to be our special prize
Two grains to make breads; five fruits for our plate
All of them with flavours we can all appreciate.
חִטָּה (chitah) is wheat, growing tall and golden brown;
גֶּפֶן (gefen) is a grapevine, to give us shade and fruit and wine;
רִמּוֹן (rimon) is a pomegranate with its funny clump of seeds;
The last one, תָּמָר (tamar), is a date filled with honey,
So how can we earn all of these special fruits;
the wheat for our cakes, all the plump olive shoots?
Do we have to pay money or fight in a war?
He gave us the Torah; he wants us to live it;
When He sees that we’re grateful, with hearts that are pure,
He’ll give us seven special crops – and a land that’s secure.