Shalom in the Name of Yah and His wonderful Messiah,


i've been thinking for the last couple of weeks that this place needs a specific outlet for those here who pour their hearts out with pen and ink, to the edification of us all. and after seeing some recent posts on the Scripture forum, my thoughts have been confirmed.

so here is the place to post your poetry to Yah, your praise and struggles that have helped you through difficult times, and remind you where you have come from as well as what blessings you are headed toward, being led down the path of Torah by His Spirit to the Kingdom made manifest.

so feel free to add edification to the brothers and sisters!

here is one of my own to kick it off:


Adoption

A longing birthed deep inside my soul
For a Home at last to call my own.
A Place where righteousness is in control,
Where peace dwells within my very bone.

A Palace bricked with adoring praise
Unto a Father we have yet to see.
A Tabernacle to an amazing grace
That turned our hearts to love and set us free.

A Tent where we can fellowship
In a homecoming so long awaited for.
A rest at last from this toilsome trip;
An end to this self-inflicted civil war.

A Sanctuary in the midst of time
Touching the portals of the infinite.
A Kingdom laid with worship sublime
By a love unsearchable but intimate.

A relationship bound by covenant
To a unity that cannot be undone.
A meeting of our every need and want,
Adopted into the Person of the Son.

Burning One,

I think this is a wonderful idea! Your poem was beautiful, it is one of the best I've read and I am going to write it in my notebook. I'm not much of a poet myself but I do find it edifying! I made an analogy of the pen being like a tongue or two edged sword in a letter recently. Here is a poem I like:

Reality of Life
Life isn't just full of happiness,
It's sunsets, it's love, it's tears.
It's the thoughts of yesterday's memories,
That can wash away all out fears.

It's that very painful experience,
That each one of us has had.
It's the laughter that fills the air,
It's the tears when you are sad.

It's loving that someone special,
That at one time made you smile.
It's the pain of losing that person,
But the memories that make it worthwhile.

It's that child in every one of us,
Although in time we'll all be old.
It's the good times we'll never forget,
It's the memories we'll always hold.

It's the hug that we all need,
When we'd rather drown in our sorrow.
It's the hope in every one of us,
That makes us hold on for tomorrow.

Copyright © By Stephanie Clark

One of AdoniYah's fav verses is: Mat 6:34 “Do not, then, worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow shall have its own worries. Each day has enough evil of itself.
He even had it as a website address at one time.



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One of AdoniYah's fav verses is: Mat 6:34 “Do not, then, worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow shall have its own worries. Each day has enough evil of itself.

Naesimo, that is one of my favorite verses of scripture, probably because in the Old English KJV, it was the first to stick in my mind as a poetic example of pure truth.

KJV: Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.

duane

Duane,

It's the hug that we all need,
When we'd rather drown in our sorrow.
It's the hope in every one of us,
That makes us hold on for tomorrow.

This line made me think of Matthew 6:34, but can we have hope for a better tomorrow? What Matt 6:34 is saying is don't "worry" about tomorrow or is it saying don't even think about tomorrow at all?

It is very poetic.

Shalom,
Naesimo

here are some poems my daughter wrote. PRAISE YAHUAH!! He gave her the words, and she wrote 'em down.

http://www.eliyah.com/forum2/Forum2/HTML/000148.html

Shalom,

angeL and story

Hos 2:16 And it shall be at that day, saith YHWH, that thou shalt call me Ishi; and shalt call me no more Baali.
17 For I will take away the names of Baalim out of her mouth, and they shall no more be remembered by their name.
18 And in that day will I make a covenant for them with the beasts of the field, and with the fowls of heaven, and with the creeping things of the ground: and I will break the bow and the sword and the battle out of the earth, and will make them to lie down safely.
19 And I will betroth thee unto me for ever; yea, I will betroth thee unto me in righteousness, and in judgment, and in lovingkindness, and in mercies.
20 I will even betroth thee unto me in faithfulness: and thou shalt know YHWH.
21 And it shall come to pass in that day, I will hear, saith YHWH, I will hear the heavens, and they shall hear the earth;
22 And the earth shall hear the corn, and the wine, and the oil; and they shall hear Jezreel.
23 And I will sow her unto me in the earth; and I will have mercy upon her that had not obtained mercy; and I will say to them which were not my people, Thou art my people; and they shall say, Thou art my Elohim.

Shalom all

YHWH gave me the song and melody in my heart after reading the passage above. I cannot write music, so I share this is a poem. May the words bless and inspire you as they do me! All praise to YHWH.

Our Betrothal

Here I stand, YOou pledge to me your troth
We are finally together,
One spirit, one breath
Your love is flowing within me
And Your love I return to you

....I pledge to be faithful forever,
To YOUR righteousness and judgments,
Your lovingkindess and mercy
I am Yours YHWH!

For you took me to You forever as YOU said YOU would,
You betrothed me in Your faithfulness
Your righteousness is who I am
Your judgments stand forever
I'm cleansed by YOUR mercy
You made Yourself known to me.
Heaven and earth stands as a witness this day,
The whole earth shouts Your glory!

And I? ....
....I pledge to be faithful forever,
To Your righteousness and judgments,
Your lovingkindness and mercy
I am Yours YHWH

Words and melody--YHWH

Blessings,
Tamar

Shalom Naesimo,

thank you for the kind words, and for sharing the poem as well. i actually decided to go ahead and start this topic based on your recent postings of lyrics in the Scripture Discussion Forum, so i am glad you are willing to participate here.


Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

Shalom angeL,

thanks for providing the links. those were great! perhaps your daughter is willing to share more with the assembly here?


Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

Shalom to you, Tamar,

what a beautiful thing! thanks for sharing.

that Day will be most awesome, won't it? may we each do our part to make the bride ready.

that passage is especially meaningful to me in that i spoke verses 19-20 to my bride in the Hebrew when i betrothed her to me, and that is one of the passages i wrote out on our wedding ketubah. what better vows to borrow than the ones the Father wrote down in His own Words, right?


Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

Shalom, Burning One,
You are a wise and kind brother.........becky

Shalom Burning One,

We will post more as they are revealed to her. She sometimes has them floating around in her head for days at a time, before they "congeal" into a full fledged poem.

She is blessed to have such talent bestowed on her. We give all praise to our Father! PRAISE YAHUAH!

Take care,

angeL and story


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I really enjoyed reading everyone's poetry, my notebook is going to be full sooner than I thought!

Shield of David said:


This is dedicated to Messiah:

Title: On Fire lyrics
Artist: Switchfoot

They tell you where you need to go
Tell you when you’ll need to leave
Tell you what you need to know
Tell you who you need to be

But everything inside you knows
There's more than what you’ve heard
There's So much more than empty conversations
Filled with empty words

Chorus:

And you’re on fire
When He’s near you
You’re on fire
When He speaks
You’re on fire
Burning hot at these mysteries

Give me one more time around
Give me one more chance to see yeah
Give me everything You are
Give me one more chance to be... (near You)

When everything inside me looks like
Everything I hate
You are the hope I have for change
You are the only chance I’ll take

Chorus:
When I’m on fire
When You’re near me
I’m on fire
When You speak
And I’m on fire
Burning hot at these mysteries
These mysteries...
mysteries
mysteries

You're on fire
You're on fire
You're on fire

I’m standing on the edge of me (x3)
I’m standing on the edge
I’m standing on the of everything I've never been before
I’m standing on the edge
I’m standing on the edge

Chorus:

And I’m on fire
When You’re near me
I’m on fire
When You speak
(yeah) I’m on fire
Burning hot at these mysteries...

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Title: The Beautiful Letdown lyrics

Artist: Switchfoot

I think this is a great song about how we don't belong to the "world" anymore since we are in Messiah Yahshua!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It was a beautiful letdown
When I crashed and burned
When I found myself alone
Unknown and hurt
It was a beautiful letdown
The day I knew
That all the riches this world had to offer me
Would never do

In a world full of bitter pain
And bitter doubts
I was trying so hard to fit in
Fit in, until I found out

I don't belong here (I don't belong) *AHEM*...that is "the world" FYI
I don't belong here (I don't belong)
I will carry a cross and a song
Where I don't belong
I don't belong

It was a beautiful letdown
When You found me here
Yeah, for once in a rare blue moon
I see everything clear
I'll be a beautiful letdown
That's what I'll forever be
And though it may cost my soul
I'll sing for free

We're still chasing our tails
In the rising sun
In our dark water planet still spinning
In a direction no one wins
No one's won.

See, I don't belong here (I don't belong)
Well, I don't belong here, I don't belong
I will carry a cross
With a song where I don't belong
I don't belong
I don't belong here (I don't belong)
No, I don't belong here, I don't belong
I'm gonna set side
And set sail
For the kingdom come, kingdom come
Your kingdom come
Won't you let me down, yeah
Let my foolish pride forever let me down

Ah, Easy living, you're not much like the name
Easy dying, you look just about the same
Would you please take me off your list
Easy living please c'mon and let me down

We are a beautiful letdown
Painfully unkewl
The church of the dropouts
The losers, the sinners, the failures, and the fools
What a beautiful letdown
Are we salt in the wound?
Hey, let us sing one true tune!

YEAH!

I don't belong here (I don't belong)
It feels like I don't belong here, yeah yeah
It goes like I don't belong here
I don't belong (I don't belong)
Won't you let me down (I don't belong)
C'mon and let me down (I don't belong)
You always let me down (I don't belong)
So glad that I'm let down (I don't belong)
C'mon and let me down (I don't belong)
'Cause I don't belong here
Won't you let me down!

Ain't it AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!

SWITCHFOOT LYRICS

"Meant To Live"

Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bent for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly

[Chorus]
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside

Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin' with our eyes half open?
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken?

[Chorus]
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside

We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside............
screams for second life, yyyyyeeeeaaaahhhhh!

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live!
We were meant to live!

To whom it may concern (they know ):

Title: More Than Fine lyrics

Artist: Switchfoot

When I wake in the morning,
I want to blow into pieces.
I want more than just okay, more than just okay.
When I’m up with the sunrise
I want more than just blue skies.
I want more than just okay, more than just okay.

I’m not giving up, giving up, not giving up NOW.
I’m not giving up, giving up, not backing down!

More than fine, more than bent on getting by.
More than fine, more than just okay.

When I’m met with the sunshine.
I want more than just a good time.
I want more than just okay, more than just okay.
OKAY
I’m not giving up, giving up, not giving up NOW.
I’m not giving up, giving up, not selling out.

More than fine, more than bent on getting by.
More than fine, more than just okay.
More than fine, more than bent on getting by.
More than fine, more than just okay.
OKAY
More than oceans away from the dawn.
More than oceans away from the dawn.
More than oceans away from who we are
More than oceans, more than oceans, yeah!

More than fine, more than bent on getting by.
More than fine, more than just okay.

Okay, okay, okay fine
more than bent on getting by
more than fine
more than just okay.

OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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This is dedicated to Messiah:

Johnny Cash, Ring of Fire Lyrics

Love Is A Burning Thing
And It Makes A Fiery Ring
Bound By Wild Desire
I Fell Into A Ring Of Fire

CHORUS:
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher

And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire

I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher

And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire

The Taste Of Love Is Sweet
When Hearts Like Ours Meet
I Fell For You Like A Child
Oh, But The Fire Went Wild

CHORUS
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher

And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire

I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher

And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire

And It Burns, Burns, Burns

The Ring Of Fire

The Ring Of Fire

The Ring of Fire

To me this is what Messiah would sing to us to comfort us:

Club Escape I'll Be There

Over Mountains
Over Trees
Over Oceans
Over Seas
Across the desert
I'll be there

In a whisper on the wind
On the smile of a new friend
Just think of Me
And I'll be there

Don't be afraid, oh my love
I'll be watching you from above
And I'd give all the world tonight,
to be with you
Because I'm on your side,
And I still care
I may have died,
but I've gone nowhere

Just think of Me,
And I'll be there

On the edge of a waking dream
Over Rivers
Over Streams
Through Wind and Rain
I'll be there

Across the wide and open sky
Thousands of miles I'd fly
to be with you
I'll be there

Don't be afraid, oh my love
I'll be watching you from above
And I'd give all the world tonight,
to be with you
Because I'm on your side,
And I still care
I may have died,
but I've gone nowhere

Just think of Me,
And I'll be there
Just think of Me,
And I'll be there

Don't be afraid, oh my love
I'll be watching you from above
And I'd give all the world tonight,
to be with you
Because I'm on your side,
And I still care
I may have died,
but I've gone nowhere

Just think of Me,
And I'll be there

Just think of Me,
And I'll be there

Think of me, I'll be there

This is a very healing song, not just for spouses but also others that are close to us that we can hurt sometimes. Like other brethren and the least of these.

Michael Buble Always on my mind

Maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have
Little things I should have said & done
I just never took the time

But you were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Maybe I didn't hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I'm so happy that you're mine
If I made you feel second best
Girl, I'm sorry I was blind

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Tell me, tell me that your
Sweet love hasn't died
Give me, give me one more chance
To keep you satisfied
Satisfied

Little things I should have said & done
I just never took the time

But you were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

I think this is a good song about priorities.

Michael Buble Lyrics

"Can't Buy Me Love"

I'll buy you a diamond ring, my friend, if it makes you feel alright
I'll get you anything, my friend, if it makes you feel alright
'Cause I don't care too
Much for money
Money can't buy me love

I'll give you all I've got to give, if you say you love me too
I may not have a lot to give, but what I got I'll give to you
Don't care too
Much for money
Money can't buy me love
Can't buy me love, everybody tells me so
You Can't buy me love, no no no, no!!!!!!!

Say you don't need no diamond ring, and I'll be satisfied
Tell me that you want the kind of things, that money just can't buy
I don't care too
Much for money
Money can't buy me love


I'll give you all I've got to give, if you say you love me too
I may not have a lot to give, but what I got I'll give to you
Don't care too
Much for money
Money
Money

Say you don't need no diamond rings, and I'll be satisfied
Tell me that you want the kind of things, that money just can't buy
I don't care too
Much for money
Money can't buy me love

Can't buy me love,

And with a love like that you know you should be glad!

With a love like that you should be glad!

With a love like that you know you should be glad!

With a love like that you know you should be glad!

Burning One,

I have another reason to thank you for starting this topic. AdoniYah wrote two poems last night. He's never wrote any poetry before!!! I am not much of a poet but I am excited that YHWH may have given AdoniYah a gift for it!!! I have to again thank Him for all that He is/has done for us and our marriage. HalleluYah!

Grace, Love, and Mercy

I lay down my pride,
I lay it at your feet
I bow down before you,
A humble willing servant
Take me, Break me,
Then build me up again.
A wretched man of flesh and bone,
Light and darkness wage war within
Pour me out, empty this vessel,
Then fill me up once more.
Grace, Love, and Mercy,
Your Spirit overwhelms
Do I deserve?
Will you remember?
"Child", I hear you say,
"Come to me
Salvation is yours
If you choose to follow the Way."


Our Journey

Our destination lies ahead,
Calling us into His embrace.
We set our feet and begin to walk,
All the while yearning to take our place.
As we progress our pace starts to slow,
We become distracted by the passing scenes.
The temptations call,
But we fight those desires
Continuing on.
Pleased that we have turned away,
Farther along our flesh feels so frail
It cries out for the old ways,
Lame I have become, I feel somewhat withered
We pray for just a drop more strength,
Please carry us Abba just one more time
And help us through these days,
My body stumbles,
We move to and froe
Yet my mind races straight without sway.
We long for the joy of the journeys end
But my body tries to fail me once again.
Each step brings us pain,
More constant reminders
Of who, what, and where I am.
I have now become parched,
I begin to fade away
Longing for a drink to quench this thirst.
When the soul has grown weary
We hear a voice from the Heavens
Saying Faith…Hope…Love.
We drink our fill of these words of living water
And are on course yet again.
Although the world around has become dark
A shining light guides our way.
Our destination lies ahead,
Calling us into His embrace.
I set my feet and we begin to walk,
All the while yearning to take our place.

Sweet Renae,
Thank you so much, and please, thank AdoniYah for his absolutely wonderful words that are the cry of my own heart.....you are right, I think he has a gift.....becky

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Shalom becky,
Thank you for the compliment. I will pass it along through prayer to Father Yahweh. All praise and glory to Him.

I started typing a few lines last night and this is what I ended up with.


The Living Elohim

Signs and wonders
They abound all around
Nature proclaims His Name.
He is the Living Elohim
Blessing us with His presence
Yet we struggle to share our day.
We pick up our pace
Long strides of content bliss
Never noticing what He has to share.
Unseeing to our Left
Unseeing to our right
Cumbersome blinders block our view.
Our attention is stolen
Sometimes given away
For the trappings of an unholy world.

Bells and whistles
Sparkling lights
Enticing spender with every gaze.
Lead astray
What have we become?
Dwelling in a prison without walls.

Take a moment to breath
Let out a sigh
Step away from the ways of man.
The Living Elohim will open the gates
Freeing your mind
Pardoned from your self-imposed sentence.

Look here, Look there
The blinders are gone
A splendid world waits.

Signs and wonders
They abound all around
Nature proclaims His Name.
He is the Living Elohim
Blessed are we with His presence
We strive to share our day.
We now slow our pace
Long strides of hopeful bliss
Now noticing what He has to share.
Glory on our Left
Magnificence on our right
Nothing can block our view.
Our attention never wavers
Nor is it given away
As we gaze at His wonderful creations.
The soft grass under foot
Birds swooping in flight
The wind on my sun warmed cheek.
These wonders declare His Holy Name
And proclaim His glory on High.


Shalom to all and I pray you have a blessed day!

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Shalom,
AdoniYah
www.hopeville.net
www.hopeville.net/AdoniYah
email: adoniyah at hopeville dot net

Hello all,
Would any of you mind if I read some of these poems aloud at shabbat service to our group?
Candy

Shalom BatYHWH,
If you feel the words would be of help to others go right ahead. I wrote mine for the sole purpose of expressing my love and emotions for Yahweh in the hope that others would be able to relate to the struggles and find Hope. I am all for anything that glorifies Abba Yahweh.

Thank you!!
May YHWH Bless you and Keep you
Candy

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Again, most beautiful words from a heart truly inspired by and subject to our loving Father. I will pass these on......Thank you, AdoniYah........becky

I STILL BELIEVE by Jeremy Camp

Scattered words and empty thoughts
seem to pour from my heart.
I’ve never felt so torn before,
seems I don’t know where to start.
But it’s now that I feel
Your grace fall like rain,
from every fingertip, washing
away my pain.

(Chorus)
I still believe in Your faithfulness,
I still believe in Your truth,
I still believe in Your holy words.
Even when I don’t see,
I still believe.

Though the questions still fog up my mind
with promises I still seem to bear,
even when answers slowly unwind,
it’s my heart I see You prepare.
But it’s now that I feel
Your grace fall like rain,
from every fingertip, washing
away my pain. (Chorus)

The only place I can go is
into Your arms, where I throw
to you my feeble prayers in brokenness.
I can see that this was your will for me,
help me to know you are near. (Chorus)

Shalom,
After having a talk with an employee of mine last night who is struggling with some life issues I thanked Yahweh for giving the words to speak during our conversation. I thought about how my trials and hardships so far in my life gave me something to connect to him with. I couldn't cure him of his issues but at least he knows he is not the only person dealing with these problems.


Why?

Why did I hurt?
Why did I need?
Pain seared my fragile soul
Then vanished, letting me be

Reflecting on the past
Shadowed memories brought to light
Proclaiming who I once was
Sharing how I was losing the fight

Through most of my life questions lingered,
Answers alluded, always evading
I hungered for release from my transgressions,
Saved by grace was I through death
Glory be to my Savior

Covered with scars
From choices made
Now worn as medals
On permanent display

Unhidden emotions
Worn on my sleeve
Out in the open
For everyone to see

A journey of heartache
Blood, sweet and tears
My life a living sacrifice
I pray He will hear

Rejoice in your suffering
Lessons learned through it all
For when a broken heart cries
I can now answer the call

Why did I hurt?
Why did I need?

To become the person I am
Who He wants me to be


May Yahweh take me, break me and build me up again a better man than I was before.

Shalom,
AdoniYah

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To those who worry about this country and what kind of influence we have on the rest of the world.

And especially keeping in mind military and their families.

Linkin Park Hands Held High Lyrics

Turn my mic up louder I got to say somethin.
Lightweights step it aside when we come in
Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumpin
People on the street they panic and start running.
Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming.
I jump in my mind and summon the rhyme i'm dumping.
Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drum and
Jump when they tell us that they wanna to see jumping.
(radio edit) that, I wanna see some fist pumping.
risk something, take back what's yours
say something that you know they might attack you for
cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before
like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for.
Like this war's really just a different brand of war.
Like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor.
Like they understand you in the back of the jet, when you
can't put gas in your tank, and these (radio edit) are
laughing their way to the bank, cashing the check
asking you to have compassion, have respect
for a leader so nervous in an obvious way
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
in the living room laughing like
what did he say?

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen

In my living room watching, I am not laughing, Cause
when it gets tense I know what might happen
The world is cold, the bold men take action
have to react or get blown into fractions.
Ten years old, it's something to see, another
kid my age drug under a jeep,
taken and bound, and found later under a tree,
I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me.

Do you see, the soldiers, they're out today they
Brush the dust from bulletproof vests away.
It's ironic, at times like this you pray,
but a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday.
There's bombs on the buses, bikes, roads,
inside your market, your shops, your clothes, my dad,
He's got a lot of fear I know
but enough pride inside not to let that show.
My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine.
On the back, he hand wrote a quote inside:
"when the rich wage war, it's the poor who die"
And meanwhile, the leader just talks away
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
both scared and angry like
what did he say?

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.

With hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you.
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Linkin Park No More Sorrow Lyrics

Are you lost, In your lies?
Do you tell yourself, I don't realize?
Your crusade's a disguise
Replace freedom with fear,
You trade money for lives.

I'm aware of what you've done.

No, no more sorrow.
I've paid for your mistakes.
Your time is borrowed.
Your time has come to be replaced.

I see pain, I see need.
I see liars and thieves,
Abuse power with greed.
I had hope, I believed.
But I'm beginning to think that I've been deceived.

You will pay for what you've done.

No, no more sorrow.
I've paid for your mistakes.
Your time is borrowed.
Your time has come to be replaced.

Thieves and hypocrites.
Thieves and hypocrites.
Thieves and hypocrites.

No, no more sorrow.
I've paid for your mistakes.
Your time is borrowed.
Your time has come to be replaced.

No more sorrow.
I've paid for your mistakes.
Your time is borrowed.
Your time has come to be replaced.

Your time has come to be replaced.
Your time has come to be erased.

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here is another of mine from back in '01

Forged In Faith


Now beckons the lure of a clandestine dream:
Where the past was yet to be, and not as it would seem.
With that vision comes tidings born with a breath -
A whisper of an echo of an ancient Garden death.

In the mists of my memories a form takes shape:
It coils ‘round the hearts of the souls it will rape.
The acid taste of poison still rests upon my tongue;
The venom of all slavery from the song it once sung.

It is the regrets and the guilts of a paradise I betrayed
By the pride in my heart from the ignorance I displayed.
It was a revolution against the worship that made me more than dust;
An uprising against that awe which slew my innate holy lust.

I fell from His glory by a simple act so absurd,
And once formed in His image, now that image was blurred.
I corrupted His breath, and so, too, this clay,
When I forfeited eternity to court vanity for a day.

In Adam I tasted of the fruit of the tree,
And lost both what I was and what I could be.
I abdicated my title of prince of the earth
And severed any ties that gave me any worth.

Innocence became a utopia, an undiscovered country,
A fable and a hope for a world steeped in slavery.
And though ignorance was the closest virtue I had found to liberty,
In the end I knew it’s heart was betrothed to anarchy.

For when I plummeted to the depths of perversion and sin,
I worshipped with ignorance the serpent I let win.
The tree of knowledge promised something so profound,
But one taste of the fruit and all my dreams were bound.

The wisdom that it offered was thistle and sharp thorn,
A shackling of my spirit to this earth where I was born.
I had hoped the path I had chosen held all that could be known,
But Yah inhabits a wisdom that even the serpent had not been shown.

There He stands unmoving, only relative in the way He is absolute.
And though I cannot express it, it is something I just can’t refute.
I know this aspect of my faith is a must if El is truly real,
For I’ve pledged my breath to Him in spite of what I think I know or feel.

So this faith I carry is an anthem in an El I cannot tame,
And thus my belief consumes my doubt with an undying flame.
It is reshaping my spirit into what I will someday be:
A creature forged in faith, and fashioned for eternity.

Wow

Truly Ha Ruach Kodesh inspired! What a blessing that you shared this. I will be rereading this one often!
Writings inspired by YHWH are inspiring! (In Spirit) HalleluYAH!

Blesings to you and yours brother!

Tamar

I agree with sis Tamar, worth re-reading.....thank you......becky

Tamar and Becky,


thank you for the kind responses. good to know it was edifying! praise YAH for His mercy and compassion, and the moving of His Ruach in our lives!


Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

Here I stand,
Bruised and filled with pity,
And I give YOU my heart,
I tell you of my sorrows,
I tell you of my shame,
I tell you of my brokeness
I call out to YOU in pain.

Your loving eyes look into mine
And then I discover pain,
You show me scar filled hands and feet,
You let me see YOUR shame,
Never did I bleed as YOU,
Never was I smitten
Never did I give my life,
As Yahushua did for me...

Self pity is for selfish ones,
Who do not see YOUR love,
Who prefer self pity over You,
Who rather boast of pain,
Who in so doing, deny the ONE
Who died and rose again

May my boast be of YOU YHWH,
May my words of me be few
Self pity is a boast of evil
In YOUR love, YOU overcame
You triumphed over all evil
Your gave YOUR live for me
With my breath YOUR praise I tell
Yahushua, yes Emmanuel!


Co-authored with YHWH.
He gave the words, I wrote them down.

Blessings,
Tamar

Shalom Tamar,

that was a beautiful poem. and with such a wonderful, well-needed message!

thank you for sharing and being used by the Father!


**just a further thought**

i had to come back and add this, after considering your poem once more, specifically this line:

"Self pity is for selfish ones,"

if you were to transliterate the word "selfish" into Hebrew, you might end up with the following "seleph-ish." the word "ish" probably readily stands out as being the word for "man," and the word "seleph" simply means "perversness/wickedness/twistedness." so a selfish person is one whose proper focus has been "twisted or perverted" away from the Father and His Son, to themselves. our attention and focus in life is not to be on ourselves - we are to die to self and let Messiah love and live and move and minister through us.

just a thought i wanted to add! hope it was uplifting in some way.

Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

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Shalom naesimo,

i was just reading back through the other poems/songs posted on here and read your posts about AdoniYah.

what an awesome thing concerning his poems! the Father is good and does good to and through His people! praise Him for using us and manifesting gifts and talents in His body!

on another note - one question maybe you can help me with:

Linkin Park - i noticed you posted the lyrics to some of their songs. i recently heard "What I've Done" on the radio at work, and the lyrics seemed surprisingly uplifting (almost spiritual). i thought they were a secular band, but some of their lyrics are making me think otherwise. i am not familiar with them other than their name and the specific song i've just mentioned, do you know anything about their personal beliefs?

kinda curious, just wondering if you had any info.


Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

I didn't check to see who was logged in before I responded but it was Renae who wrote this!!!



Burning One,

Yeah I don't think it was just a coincidence you started this topic and then AdoniYah wrote his first poetry !!!

Here is a little info on the members of Linkin' Park: Their latest album "Minutes to Midnight" is based on the Doomsday Clock.

Chester Bennington: Bennington was born in Phoenix, Arizona.[1] He took interest in music at a young age, citing Depeche Mode and Stone Temple Pilots as early inspirations.[1] Bennington's parents separated in the late 1980s, while he was still a child.[1] He was sexually abused during his youth, and later struggled with cocaine and methamphetamine addictions.[1] Bennington eventually overcame his drug addiction, and would go on to denounce drug use in future interviews.[2] He worked at a Burger King restaurant before starting his career as a professional musician.[1]
(I don't know about his religious beliefs but I would say he's more secular) _______________________________________________________________________________

Rob Bourdon: Rob was born in Calabasas, California and now lives in Los Angeles. He grew up in the same town as the members of Incubus and Hoobastank.
Rob started to play the drums after watching an Aerosmith concert. His mother was the girlfriend of Joey Kramer, Aerosmith's drummer, so they were able to go backstage and see the entire production; Kramer also gave Rob a kick pedal.

In late 2006, Chester Bennington of Linkin Park said on Tattoo Stories that his bandmates Rob and Brad didn't have any tattoos for religious reasons. Both are actively of the Jewish faith.
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Bradford Phillip Delson (born December 1, 1977, in Agoura, California[1]), is a Jewish musician best known as the lead guitarist and temporary bassist for the band Linkin Park. He is also the A&R for Machine Shop Recordings.
Delson graduated from Agoura High School in 1995 and formed Xero with Mike Shinoda whom he knew since the seventh grade, which would later become Linkin Park. He graduated from the University of California, Los Angeles with a degree in communications, but decided to forget law school to pursue a career with Linkin Park.
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David Farrell was born in Plymouth, Massachusetts but later moved to Mission Viejo, California when he was five. He attended Mission Viejo High School. He also graduated from the University of California, Los Angeles in 1999 . He is adept at playing the bass guitar, electric guitar, cello and violin. He has also been known to play an upright bass at some concerts.

Farrell was a member of a Christian ska/Christian punk band known as the Tasty Snax. While attending college, he would practice with Brad Delson in their dorm room together. However, because he had to play and tour with the Tasty Snax, he could not play with Delson and his band, which would become Linkin Park. After changing their name to Snax, Farrell began playing bass guitar in the band before leaving once again to join Linkin Park full-time to play bass. Farrell's fellow band mate Mark Fiore became Linkin Park's videographer. As described in the inlay for Reanimation he uses an Ernie Ball MusicMan Bass.
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Joseph Hahn, often known as Mr. Hahn, is a musician and director of Korean descent best known as the turntablist for the American band Linkin Park.
Hahn joined Linkin Park when the band was called Xero in 1996 as the band's turntablist. Since then, he has directed music videos for most singles of his band, with the exceptions of "One Step Closer", "Crawling" and "Faint". He is referenced to as Mr. Hahn at the beginning of "Cure for the Itch" from "Hybrid Theory".

On the new album Minutes to Midnight, Joe Hahn contributes more to programming with his sound effects board and uses more of his MIDI board. The only songs he uses turntables in Minutes To Midnight are the minor roles in "What I've Done", "Valentine's Day", and "In Pieces."
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Mike Shinoda was raised in the Los Angeles suburb of Agoura Hills.[1] Mike has a younger brother (born 1979) named Jason.[1][2]

His first exposure to music came during his middle and high school years, and attended a concert featuring Anthrax and Public Enemy[3] He attended Chester W. Nimitz Middle School in Huntington Park.[citation needed] After that, he began taking piano lessons, studying classical pianist techniques, and later moved on to jazz and hip hop. It was during this period that he added the guitar and, eventually, rap-style vocals to his repertoire. [3]

After his teens, Mike Shinoda's rap interests found a source of encouragement in friend Brad Delson, with whom he started to write and record songs in a makeshift studio set up in his basement. Shinoda attended Agoura High School with Linkin Park bandmate Brad Delson, as well as with members of the band Hoobastank. By the end of high school, drummer Rob Bourdon had become involved in their musical ventures. The trio formed the band Xero, and began to make a more serious attempt to pursue a career in the music industry.

After high school, Shinoda enrolled in the Art Center College of Design to study graphic design and illustration.[1] It was here that he made the acquaintance of DJ and turntablist Joseph Hahn, who, along with Delson's college-mate Phoenix, was soon added to Xero's line-up. Shinoda eventually graduated from college with a degree in illustration, securing himself a job as a graphic designer right after graduation.[1] With his background as a graphic artist, Shinoda has taken it upon himself in designing all of Linkin Park's artwork with Hahn, and has even designed the album cover for Styles of Beyond's debut album, 2000 Fold. In later years he would go on to showcase his art skills;[citation needed] he had his debut art showcase at Gallery 1988 in Los Angeles in the time leading up to Linkin Park's album Minutes To Midnight.
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So there are two men of the Jewish faith in the band and atleast one may still be of the Christian faith I'm not sure. Their lyrics are very personal and raw so I'd say their music reflects their lives, I don't know how to exactly define it though. All the info came from wikipedia. Like I've said before, I think there is truth here and there, like everywhere (different denominations, etc). So I mostly wanted to show how I think people can be looking for Him without knowing it or some seeds have already been planted with them or something. I'm not saying they are Scriptural or anything. I'm glad folks don't mind me sharing the lyrics.

Shalom,
Renae

PS--I would like to get your opinion on something that kinda goes with a post you made in a different topic but I don't want to post it on here how could we contact you?



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Shalom Renae,

thank you for going to such lengths on explaining the background. i LOVE listening to music, but most of my tastes are confined to spiritually-focused musicians: Christian and Jewish, and "Messianic" where it can be found. but yes, i can definitely see why there would be spiritual tones to Linkin Park's lyrics. i too believe truth can be found in all manner of places, and it is always interesting to see wisdom growing in the strangest of soils! i think it keeps us who "have the truth" humble, you know what i mean?

you can contact me at seraph613 @ hotmail DOT com. i'll be glad to answer as best i can. thanks again for posting all that info!


Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

Concerning Linkin Park:

I happen to know of some who have had some serious struggles spiritually and mentally and by their own admission, after coming to the Truth, linkin park did not help them; as a matter of fact, they drug them down even more - almost to death. Linkin Park does not practice the verses below:



They do not speak words of hope to those who drown in hopelessness. They do not point to the One who can deliver from the darkness of depression. They do not encourage us to walk in the light as He is in the light. According to I John, Linkin Park are liars:



Their tongues do not speak words of life:





They just do not speak the Truth; Let Elohim be true and every man a liar......becky

I am so done with the whole Linkin' Park thing after this.

When I would get depressed for example let's say over not having a family, folks would say things like you'll have more time and money to travel or buy this/that or with the world the way it is today you don't have to worry about them being molested or kidnapped etc. So even "Christians" didn't take the opportunity to point us to Messiah, do ya'll think that what they said was all encouraging or something? So were these folks messengers of the devil disguised as Christians or something? I already came on here and said that the year that "shook me up" was a year of several "suicides". And these folks weren't the Linkin' Park listening kind either. How about a grandfather whose son was a deacon in a church and left the church after his dad killed himself because he said if I couldn't save my dad I don't have no business trying to save/help anybody. I guess we should've went up to him and said yeah this was a blessing in disguise because you were just serving Satan in the Christian church and the reason your dad killed himself is because he was a Christian celebrating all those Satanic holidays.

How about a very loved local man whose grown son was very sick with a painful chronic illness and considerable debt and addiction to pain meds. So he kills himself in a car by inhaling the exhaust with the garden hose. He drove out to the middle of nowhere in summer and was missing atleast a week. I guess we should've went up to his parents and said well congratulations you're no longer "unequally yoked" with your wretched sinner of a son!!!

How about a man comes home through the front door says "I can't take this sh** anymore" walks out the back door and puts a gun to his head. I guess we should've said he wasn't much of a father or husband anyway now you're free to find a better man.

How about a 12 year old boy who hangs himself because his brother was killed in Iraq?

If people want to call me wallowing in my depression or indulging in it etc I personally don't care anymore because it just helps me identify with people who are struggling to muddle through life. And all Linkin' Park did was give words to feelings that were hard for me to articulate sometimes.

People may not believe it but I'm actually interested in fighting the darkness not promoting it.

Shalom,
Renae

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Shalom Becky,


i mentioned i don't have any knowledge of them other than the song i referred to and the lyrics Renae posted, so i don't know anything other than that. what i found in the song i heard were positive lyrics that seemed upbuilding. but thank you for posting what you did.

that said, i do think music (both secular and spiritually-based) is very strong and influential in the lives of any person, spiritually-minded or not, and there are times when some messages should not be listened to at all.

sticking with the spiritually-based musicians, since that is the majority of my personal history, i can attest that there are "Christian" bands that have not helped me at all, but were used to really promulgate my "bad times," one even lead me to the very brink of suicide back in 1999. thankfully the Father intervened through a friend and prevented any physical damage, but i kid you not it was a Christian band that pushed my emotions to the point of self-destruction.

so what i am proposing is that we need to be very careful of the music and the message we place in our ears - spiritual or not. if ANY type of music/lyrics are bringing somebody down then they need to remove that source from their lives. i can't flat out say that the Father can't use a secular band for good - i think of Bil'am whose prophecies of the Messiah are some of the most wonderful in Scripture, and yet he was a false prophet who got what he deserved - and in the same vein i can't flat out say that the enemy can't work through a spiritual band, either - i think of Yehudah the betrayer of Messiah, who went out with the twelve and watched demons be subject to him. there is a balance in this particular issue that needs to be understood. the Father can work through secular means, and often does. and the enemy can work through spiritual means, and does as well.

music is powerful. we need to guard our emotions and not feed them with words and sounds that are harmful, even if the source may be spiritual. if something is negatively affecting an individual, no matter the source, get rid of it and focus instead on the pure Words of Scripture. get a copy of the Psalms put to music, or something, which we know is pure and going to be helpful.

thanks for watching out for us!


Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

Shalom, Burning One,
Thank you, you are so right about music. The verses that I shared at the link were inspired by the Ruach through prayer. May they not return void. It is truly Yahweh who watches out for us, His little lambs.

Heb 4:12 For the Word of Elohim is living, and working, and sharper than any two-edged sword, cutting through even to the dividing of being and spirit, and of joints and marrow, and able to judge the thoughts and intentions of the heart.
Heb 4:13 And there is no creature hidden from His sight, but all are naked and laid bare before the eyes of Him with whom is our account.

I do appreciate you, dear brother........becky

I think this is a beautiful poem about marriage (I added YHWH).

To My Future Wife
I am awaiting your anointed kiss
to touch my lips, to light my tongue aflame,
that when I draw away to speak your name,
~ by Michael Rew

To read it go here, it doesn't use true names.
http://www.psonnets.org/psonnets/wife.html

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Thy Husband, Pastor of Thy Heart
Thy husband is the pastor of thy heart
and feedeth from the hollow of his hand
thee all good grasses growing in the land
~ by Michael Rew

http://www.psonnets.org/psonnets/pastor.html

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Psonnets of Romance
Our Love Is Free
Our love is liberty, not libertine,
consuming fire, yet not one fueled by lust.
No, rather, it is kindled through our trust,
~ by Michael Rew

http://www.psonnets.org/psonnets/lovefree.html

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Psonnets of Romance
Grow Old with Me, My Love
Grow old with me, my love. Our house is built,
and when the visitor of old age nears
to give us silver hair and golden years,
~ by Michael Rew

http://www.psonnets.org/psonnets/grow_old_with_me.html

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Those are beautiful, and i enjoy how Messiah is brought into those poems. very cool.


here are the vows i spoke to my bride at our wedding:


Now I set my face unto you,
Here I speak my heart’s true vow:
Here I choose to walk beside you.
Loving only you, my heart speaks true, forevermore from now.

I have heard Yah in your laughter;
I have seen Him on your face.
And it’s clear now what He’s after -
For He wrote your name on my heart in flame,
It’s a wound I’ll not erase.

I will love you in the morning,
And in the bright noonday.
I will love you in the even.
Every day I live, my heart I’ll give -
I’ll love you from my grave.

We will mount the wings of morning.
We will fly before the wind.
We will dwell within the mystery
Of the glories of Yehoshua’s love,
A circle with no end.

We will pitch our tent toward Zion
In the shadow of His love.
We will covenant between us:
We will covenant with the earth below,
And with heaven up above.
We will covenant with the dust below,
And the Spirit up above.

-- THIGPEN'S WEDDING, by Kemper Crabb (one of my fav's)

Burning One,

That was SO beautiful, I'm getting all misty eyed! I am glad that I found these wonderful poems of marriage and romance with Messiah in them.

Impassioned Pilgrims
Impassioned pilgrims, walking hand in hand
along the Way to Whom their lives are bound,
shall reach a stretch of consecrated ground
~ by Michael Rew

http://www.psonnets.org/others/pilgrims.html

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Okay this is the last one for awhile, it's like a courtship poem......I got housework to catch up on .

I Think of You
I think you are a loving lass
who loves her Yah with all her heart,
and in His will, what comes to pass,
I pray I also have a part.
~ by Michael Rew

http://www.psonnets.org/others/ithink.html

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Unfolding the Rosebud
It is only a tiny rosebud,
A flower of Yah's design;
But I cannot unfold the petals
With these clumsy hands of mine.

The secret of unfolding flowers
Is not known to such as I.
Yah opens this flower so sweetly,
When in my hands they fade and die.

If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
This flower of Yah's design,
Then how can I think I have wisdom
To unfold this life of mine?

So I'll trust in Him for His leading
Each moment of every day.
I will look to Him for His guidance
Each step of the pilgrim way.

The pathway that lies before me,
Only my Heavenly Father knows.
I'll trust Him to unfold the moments,
Just as He unfolds the rose.

Author Unknown

What an awesome poem, so comforting....thanks so much, sis......becky

here’s something I wrote back during my teen years. it is a difficult one - about a tragedy and also about learning something very important in the wake of such horror. maybe somebody can relate to the sorrow and subsequent understanding that is expressed here.


STOLEN


We stood still in utter silence,
Shocked speechless by this act of violence.
Maturity that day destiny did impart,
Seeing for the first time the darkness in man’s heart.
Reality hit us hard that day,
And in horror I wept, turning away.
It took us both by such surprise -
The murder we witnessed with our own eyes.
A small child playing on the grass
Fell to the ground, and so did pass
From this nightmare of a world, into a dream,
Where she could not hear her mother’s scream.
I could not change what we saw,
I could do nothing but watch her fall.

Like stolen kisses under a tree,
My childhood innocence was thieved from me.
My little brother dropped to his knees,
And his sobs were loud on the summer breeze.
To his stricken side I slowly knelt,
Shaking too from the fear I felt.
I held him gently for a minute or two,
Unsure of exactly what to do.
So I whispered softly in his ear
False words of comfort even I could not hear.
Then I lifted us both to our unsteady feet,
And made our way through the crowd gathered in the street.
We held hands as we walked home, hearts filled with grief.
And I held back a lump in my throat with a sense of disbelief.

That night as I lay awake in my bed
I dwelt upon something my brother had said:
A thought that struck me as sickly profound,
“She was still smiling when she fell to the ground.”
I ran my fingers through my sweaty hair,
And I cried to Yah that life was unfair.
Confusion gripped fast my tormented soul,
Preventing any peace from wrestling control.
And as the tears rolled down my face,
They were no longer just of sadness, but also disgrace.
For I suddenly saw this tragedy yet another way:
Much more than my mere innocence had died today.
I wiped my eyes on my pillowcase and continued to softly cry,
Then I turned to the shadows in my room, and again I watched her die.

Burning one,

It is terrible that you and your brother saw a child murdered, especially when ya'll were young too. You captured moments and emotions and expressed so much in few words, you are very gifted with ability to express emotions and moments with words. Thank you.

I think sometimes about the people who found the people that comitted suicide. I talked to one person who said I just didn't think I would believe it if I didn't see him for myself, and I wonder how do they deal with such horrific images. I think about the ripple effects that it will have/has in so many lives.

You spoke of maturity being imparted that day, I think you express it in the way you were facing/dealing with what happened. Did you and your brother talk about it anymore after that? Was the killer caught and brought to justice?

It can be remarkable sometimes how other people's lives can have profound effects on ours, their tragedies or blessings. There is a little girl I think about sometimes, I just cried thinking about her a couple nights ago. She was a neighbors daughter and they were poor and she was without a father. She would go to neighbors because she would be hungry. Her's were the only crayon drawings we've had on the refrigerator. They moved away and I heard her mom died and she ended up in foster care. I pray that it was Yah's will that she be placed in a good foster family and she had a chance in life.

When I was little I saw news about a plane crash and my mom said I cried about it for days. And I did the same when I saw a movie about Messiah being crucified. Sometimes when I think about how bad things are supposed to get I wonder if mentally I will be able to handle what I see happen to others, what happens to me I care little. But how will I handle what I see happen to others around me? Sometimes I feel most helpless when I see what is happening to others.

Thank you again for sharing such a personal experience.

Shalom,
Renae

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Arthur Hugh Clough (1819-1861)
"With Whom is no Variableness, Neither Shadow of Turning"

It fortifies my soul to know
That, though I perish, Truth is so:
That, howsoe'er I stray and range,
Whate'er I do, Thou dost not change.
I steadier step when I recall
That, if I slip, Thou dost not fall.

Shared today, in honor of our sister BlueSun who demonstrates this all the time!

Love sisters Becky and Tamar



One morning I woke early in the morning to watch the sunrise.
Ah, the beauty of YHWH's creation is beyond description.
As I watched, I praised YHWH for His beautiful work.
As I sat there, YHWH brought His presence on me.
He asked me, "Do you love Me?"
I answered, "Of course YHWH! You are my Master and my Savior!"
Then He asked, "If you were physically handicapped, would you still love Me?"
I was perplexed.
I looked down upon my arms, legs, and the rest of my body and wondered how
many things I wouldn't be able to do. The things that I took granted for.
And I answered, "It would be tough, YHWH, but I would still love You."
Then YHWH said, "If you were blind, would you still love my creation?"
How could I love something without being able to see it?
Then I thought of all the blind people in the world
And how many of them still loved YHWH and His creation.
So I answered, "It's hard to think of it, but I would still love You."
YHWH then asked me, "If you were deaf, would you still listen to My Word?"
How could I listen to anything being deaf?
Then I understood.
Listening to YHWH's Word is not merely using our ears, but our hearts.
I answered, "It would be tough, but I would still listen to Your Word."
YHWH then asked, "If you were mute, would you still praise My Name?"
How could I praise without a voice?
Then it occurred to me,
YHWH wants us to sing from our very heart and soul.
It never matters what we sound like.
And praising YHWH is not always with song.
But even when we are persecuted,
We give YHWH praise with words of thanks.
So I answered, "Though I could not physically sing, I would still praise Your name."
And YHWH asked, "Do you really love Me?"
With courage and a strong conviction, I answered boldly,
"Yes YHWH! I love You because You are the one and true Elohim!"
I thought that I had answered well, but YHWH asked, "They why do you sin?"
I answered, "Because I am only human. I am not perfect."
"Then why in times of peace, do you stray the furthest?
Why only in times of trouble do you pray the hardest?
No answer. Only tears.
YHWH continued.
"Why only sing at fellowships and retreats?
Why seek Me only in times of worship?
Why ask things so selfishly?
Why ask things so unfaithfully?"
The tears continued to roll down my cheek.
"Why are you ashamed of Me?
Why are you not spreading the Good News?
Why in times of persecution, you cry to others when I offer My shoulder to
cry on?
Why make excuses when I give you opportunities to serve in My Name?"
I tried to answer, but there was no answer to give.
"You are blessed with life.
I made you not to throw this gift away.
I have blessed you with talents to serve Me, but you continue to turn away.
I have stretched My Word to you, but you do not gain in knowledge.
I have spoken to you, but your ears were closed.
I have shown my blessings to you, but your eyes were turned away.
I have sent you servants, but you sat idly by as they were pushed away.
I have heard your prayers, and I have answered them all."
"Do you really love Me?"
I could not answer. How could I?
I was embarrassed beyond belief. I had no excuse.
What could I say to this?
When my heart had cried out, and the tears had flowed,
I said, "Please forgive me YHWH. I am unworthy to be Your child."
YHWH answered, "That is My grace My child."
I asked, "Then why do you continue to forgive me?
Why do You love me so?"
YHWH answered,
"Because you are my creation. You are My child.
I will never abandon you.
When you cry, I will have compassion and cry with you.
When you scream in joy, I will laugh with you.
When you are down, I will encourage you.
When you fall, I will raise you up.
When you are tired, I will carry you.
I will be with you 'til the end of the days, and I will love you forever."
Never had I cried so hard before.
How could I have been so cold?
How could I have hurt YHWH as I had done?
I asked YHWH, "How much do You love me?"
And HE stretched out His arms,
As they were nailed on the tree
I bowed down at the feet of Yahushua, my Savior.
And for the first time, I really prayed.

[This message has been edited by Sojourners (edited 12-24-2007).]

Shalom Renae,

thank you for sharing those words.
in this life there are so many things that come at us from out of the blue. so many sorrows that hit us broadside and leave us reeling in confusion and sadness. but Yah is there. through it all, He is present, and He is shaping us, molding His people through even the worst experiences so that we can be most effective for Him in His grand plan. sometimes (most of the time) we are not aware of the molding until it is long past, and we see the shape and form amidst the apparent chaos and disorder of past years. but the shaping was taking place even in the hardest moments, in the times of loneliness and tears; in the nights where dawn seemed a hope too fragile to invest in, or when the heart hurting in our chest felt impossible to ever be restored. Yah is ever-present, working, tempering us all the while. He is the careful Creator, attending to His people with more devotion than a mother to child. and though we may not see or understand at times, He is faithful!

praise Yah!

i wrote this back in '01.

THOUGHTS ON A FOOLISH LOVE AFFAIR


And just to keep it real,
I tell You how much I really love You.
And it’s funny, cause I know
That somehow, that is what You are telling me.

You never cease to amaze me,
To catch me totally off guard.
I consider how much I love You,
And yet I know so little about You.
Such a seemingly foolish love affair -
With any other it would be so.

You’ve never changed, either.
Rather, it is I who have done the changing -
Waxing and waning, ever shifting,
Just to get a better glimpse of You.

And after all this time,
In light of all our conversations,
Our joys shared in laughter,
After the disputes which You
Always seem to win --
I find that the fullest way to describe You
Is simply this: You alone are You alone.

To be so caught up with Someone,
To be head over heels for Someone
I can never truly come to know -
It borders on lunacy,
When soberly considered.

And even in understanding this
I find I am more in love with You now
Than when I first met You.
You still astound me with Your Words;
You still make me laugh out loud
With Your odd sense of humor;
You still make me tremble in fear
When I see just how in control You are.

And yet,
“I will never leave you nor forsake you.”
I remember those words.
Your words.
A promise, an oath.
But I am a weak person,
And my faults You fully know.
So somehow, in Your mysterious way,
Hold me also to those words,
That I too might be forever faithful.

For in the end,
When my faith might not even move me,
Or if my hope is lost somewhere in despair -
I will be clinging still to a timeless love:
The eternal truth I found when I met You.

This love will lift me into Your arms,
Where fear, weakness, and failure
Will immediately die away.
And in Your arms -
Your magnificent, terrible arms,
I will find the faith,
The hope,
The love - that is You.

Shalom Becky,

a very nice one! short and to the point! i rather enjoyed this longer one, as well:


The New Sinai
1845
Arthur Hugh Clough


LO, here is God, and there is God!
Believe it not, O Man;
In such vain sort to this and that
The ancient heathen ran:
Though old Religion shake her head,
And say in bitter grief,
The day behold, at first foretold,
Of atheist unbelief:
Take better part, with manly heart,
Thine adult spirit can;
Receive it not, believe it not,
Believe it not, O Man!
As men at dead of night awaked
With cries, ‘The king is here,’
Rush forth and greet whome’er they meet,
Whoe’er shall first appear;
And still repeat, to all the street,
‘’Tis he,—the king is here;’
The long procession moveth on,
Each nobler form they see,
With changeful suit they still salute,
And cry, ’Tis he, ’tis he!’

So, even so, when men were young,
And earth and heaven were new,
And His immediate presence He
From human hearts withdrew,
The soul perplexed and daily vexed
With sensuous False and True,
Amazed, bereaved, no less believed,
And fain would see Him too:
‘He is!’ the prophet-tongues proclaimed;
In joy and hasty fear,
‘He is!’ aloud replied the crowd,
Is here, and here, and here.’

‘He is! They are!’ in distance seen
On yon Olympus high,
In those Avernian woods abide,
And walk this azure sky:
‘They are! They are!’ to every show
Its eyes the baby turned,
And blazes sacrificial, tall,
On thousand altars burned:
‘They are! They are!’—On Sinai’s top
Far seen the lightnings shone,
The thunder broke, a trumpet spoke,
And God said, ‘I am One.’

God spake it out, ‘I, God, am One;’
The unheeding ages ran,
And baby-thoughts again, again,
Have dogged the growing man:
And as of old from Sinai’s top
God said that God is One,
By Science strict so speaks He now
To tell us, There is None!
Earth goes by chemic forces; Heaven’s
A Mecanique Celeste!
And heart and mind of human kind
A watch-work as the rest!

Is this a Voice, as was the Voice,
Whose speaking told abroad,
When thunder pealed, and mountain reeled,
The ancient truth of God?
Ah, not. the Voice; ’tis but the cloud,
The outer darkness dense,
Where image none, nor e’er was seen
Similitude of sense.
’Tis but the cloudy darkness dense
That wrapt the Mount around;
While in amaze the people stays,
To hear the Coming Sound.

Is there no prophet-soul the while
To dare, sublimely meek,
Within the shroud of blackest cloud
The Deity to seek?
’Midst atheistic systems dark,
And darker hearts’ despair,
That soul has heard perchance His word,
And on the dusky air
His skirts, as passed He by, to see
Hath strained on their behalf,
Who on the plain, with dance amain,
Adore the Golden Calf.

’Tis but the cloudy darkness dense;
Though blank the tale it tells,
No God, no Truth! yet He, in sooth,
Is there—within it dwells;
Within the sceptic darkness deep
He dwells that none may see,
Till idol forms and idol thoughts
Have passed and ceased to be:
No God, no Truth! ah though, in sooth,
So stand the doctrine’s half:
On Egypt’s track return not back,
Nor own the Golden Calf.

Take better part, with manlier heart,
Thine adult spirit can;
No God, no Truth, receive it ne’er—
Believe it ne’er—O Man!
But turn not then to seek again
What first the ill began;
No God, it saith; ah, wait in faith
God’s self-completing plan;
Receive it not, but leave it not,
And wait it out, O Man!

‘The Man that went the cloud within
Is gone and vanished quite;
He cometh not,’ the people cries,
‘Nor bringeth God to sight:
Lo these thy gods, that safety give,
Adore and keep the feast!’
Deluding and deluded cries
The Prophet’s brother-Priest:
And Israel all bows down to fall
Before the gilded beast.

Devout, indeed! that priestly creed,
O Man, reject as sin;
The clouded hill attend thou still,
And him that went within.
He yet shall bring some worthy thing
For waiting souls to see:
Some sacred word that he hath heard
Their light and life shall be;
Some lofty part, than which the heart
Adopt no nobler can,
Thou shalt receive, thou shalt believe
And thou shalt do, O Man!

Shalom to you, Sojourners,

thank you for the poem. it does well to realign our perceptions of faith and trust in Him. convicting and uplifting. thanks for sharing.


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Shalom my burning brother

When I see your nickname..I am reminded of:
"But his word was in mine heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones" from Jeremiah 20:9

We sing a song that goes something like this:

The zeal of Yah, has consumed me,
It burns within my being,
A flaming fire, that cannot be quenched
Oh HalleluYah,
Oh HalleluYAH,
Oh HalleluYaha Halle Halle HalleluYah

Thanks so much for sharing the poems above.

The one about the stolen moment...I can relate to that one.

The second one is awesome too

Blessings to you this day an each new day from YHWH
Tamar

[QUOTE]Originally posted by Burning one:
[B] Shalom Becky,


The New Sinai
1845
Arthur Hugh Clough


Shalom, burning one,
This is so neat. Wow, I never came across this one. I love this kind of poetry. It just takes me awhile to understand the meaning. Did you think about it and what it means?.......becky

Shalom,

you know that passage out of Jeremiah is a truly interesting one. i had heard it preached so often growing up, but i never understood it in a way that made sense until reading a book back in 2001 about the prophets by Abraham Joshua Heschel. in it he started in verse 7 and went through 10, and showed how the context and the Hebrew words used there are really of an extremely negative spirit of the prophet. in other words, he feels that he had been seduced by the Holy One into going forth as a prophet with a message, and the result was not what was expected. so he attempts to not tell a soul, but is unable to restrain himself. the will of the Father pushes through and carries the message in spite of his desire to keep silent.

if you read the Hebrew of verse 9, you find the contextual meanings of a "seducing" and even a force which the Torah likens to "rape."

talk about being poetic! the prophets used some extremely graphic and powerful word imagery to convey the mind of the Holy One to His people.


Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

Shalom,

i agree, this one does take some studying to understand due to the manner of presentation.

to me, i see him conveying the idea that Yah proclaimed His unique nature from Sinai, and before, in the garden, as well, but the sinful minds of man have perverted that truth and the gullibility of men have led them even further astray.

man wants a deity that is familiar. something they can wrap their minds around and hold in their thoughts. a conceptualization or anthropomorphism that they can relate to.

and yet the Father does not present Himself in that way, really. the Presence of the Almighty atop of Sinai was enshielded in a thick darkness. this presentation of the Presence is repeated multiple times in Scripture. it is something that doesn't make sense, especially since we're also told that He "dwells in light." but He continually appears to man in a dark cloud, or darkness. this is hard to reconcile, and gives no real grasping-point or familiar concept for us to latch onto.

the Presence of the Father was at the top of the mountain, enveloped in darkness, where Mosheh entered in. at the bottom of the mountain the familiar shape of deity was forged, and that by the accepted priestly caste. men were quick to follow.

in the same way, Messiah has ascended to the Father's Presence, hid by a cloud as Acts tells us, and we so easily go astray down here, being led by people who tell us that it all makes sense. but Messiah will return with the Word on His lips, coming from what tablets were written on His heart.

we are to wait for Him, to not immerse ourselves in the familiar but false conceptions of deity provided here at the foot of the mountain.


that is my take.


Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

Empty Womb

I had a certain picture
Of how my life would be.
But I forgot to ask my L-rd
What He had planned for me.

Just one life to fill my womb,
All my dreams leaned toward.
But idle waiting no one serves,
And least of all, the L-rd.

How precious still the things I have
I'd somehow lost sight of,
G-d did whisper to my heart,
"Hold dear those things I love."

My heart did break to let it go,
This certain path I'd planned.
But in its place, He gave me life
New purpose from His hand.

When it seems that hope is lost,
The Quiet too much to bear,
He comes to me and comforts me
And says, "Child, I'm still here."

He wipes the flood of tears away,
Brings newness to my soul.
Then takes away the shame I feel
And somehow makes me whole.

Never have I walked so close
That I could call Him "Friend."
He drew me nigh, right to His heart
And let me glimpse within.

I thank the L-rd for emptiness
Where life still does not grow
For oft' His richest blessing,
On the surface, does not show.

He may return what I've let go,
Or just want me to see:
"You may not have just what you want,
But always, you'll have Me."

Rainbows
Thank you G-d for the pain
that, like rain,
when filtered through sunshine
paints a rainbow
giving life a touch of beauty,
while reminding me of your promise
that you would never again
destroy mankind through a flood.

And that I need to remember
because sometimes
I feel overwhelmed
by floods which threaten
to engulf me and destroy me,
and leave me sore afraid
when my cries for help
seem lost in the storm.

And then behind me
where I couldn't see
I turn and see a rainbow
adding a touch of beauty to my life
and then I see even if
I don't understand
that as rainbows are painted
by raindrops
so faith, hope, and love
are somehow all painted by pain.

– Dick Innes
© Copyright

very good message in this one! thanks for sharing.

He is faithful no matter the circumstances of life!


Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

this is the lyrics to a song by the JPUSA Community band "Seeds," from their release "Rooted." groovy hippie-folk-rock with amazing harmonies, and focused on the truth:


WHO AM I?


You light the fires of the sun,
You put the stars up in the sky,
You keep the planets in motion.
You told the ocean where to cease,
You made the winds to increase,
You gave the lightning its thunder.

Who am I…
That You would consider me, and call me by name?

You came and lived among the poor,
The blind, the lame You did restore,
Breaking chains that bound them.
You were silent when they accused,
Your heart and body were abused,
Somehow You still forgave them.

Who am I…
That You would consider me, and call me by name?

You say that I’ve been grafted in,
You washed away my sin,
That You have made me holy.
You say that my heart has been made new,
That I belong to You,
You will not forsake me.

I am Your child…
And You have considered me, and called me by name.
You know my name…

Forever Friend

In the course of life's journey
we rub shoulders with many people,
some are warm and open,
others afraid and closed.
Some we connect with,
others come and soon are gone.
Some linger awhile,
but every now and then...
either through fate or by chance,
or because of a Higher Power...
in an unexpected moment
we are touched by a smile
that lingers in the memory.
We meet again and the more
we do the more we know
that we have met a friend,
and we'll be friends forever.
Next to God
there is no greater gift in life
than a forever-friend.
I hope that we can be such friends.

– Dick Innes
© Copyright

"I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,
When he beats his bars and would be free;
It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart's deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings -
I know why the caged bird sings. (Stanza 3)"

Precious Masterpiece

I saw a lovely teacup
in a little shop one day,
It was so magnificent,
it took my breath away.

And as I held it in my hands,
I thought I heard it speak...
"You know I started out as clay
unshaped, quite plain and weak.

"But the Master molded me,
and by supreme design,
The agonizing process
made each detail divine.

"Then quite unexpectedly,
He put me through the fire,
And when I thought I'd bear no more,
He let the flames go higher.

"But each and every moment
brought me closer still
To my place of purpose
within His perfect will

"I grew stronger through the pain
while on the molding stand,
And even through the furnace,
I could feel His loving hand.

"Now I'm strong and beautiful--
just what He had in mind,
And I'm His precious masterpiece
a special one-of-a-kind."

~Rita S. Beer

You are G-d's creation,
He'll never let you break,
for you're a special work of art
that only He could make.

here's another of mine:


A WORTH BEYOND THESE WOUNDS


an echo runs within our spiritual scars
and the heart wounds that hurt so much.
the ones gained by seeking out
the love in another's touch.

burns and scrapes and bites,
and stings akin to death -
these are the wounds we carry
that leave us gasping for breath.

under smiles we hide the scars
that throb so hard with pain.
still we seek to lay our hands
upon a love we cannot gain.

but it's not in the wounds unmended,
or the scars that shine so bright;
the meaning is in the memory
of chasing a love still out of sight.

somewhere we're given a fleeting glimpse
of just what that love will hold.
so bearing up under the pain,
we travel on this tired road.

a worth beyond these wounds
is what we are searching for.
a summons uttered outside of space
calls us to something more.

it beckons us to sacrifice
our pain for a memory.
but the memory it bestows
is one we do not wish to see.

it calls to mind a betrayal,
a wounding so unkind.
of a scar in Another's heart,
from a Love we left behind.

it is a hurt of fatal consequence
that we have forgotten as absurd.
but the cry whispers within our wounds,
and this whisper is a word.

a word divine and undiminished
these wounds carry an echo of.
and the word resounding through every scar
is "Yah", for Yah is love.

Beautiful, thoughtful......becky

Shalom everyone, that is a song by a group i really like, Lifehouse! U can find more similar songs like Everything and Take me away on youtube. Blessings,

anayah

Hanging by a moment (Lifehouse)

Desperate for changing
Starving for truth
I'm closer to where I started
Chasing after you
I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you

Forgetting all I'm lacking
Completely incomplete
I'll take your invitation
You take all of me now...

I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
I'm living for the only thing I know
I'm running and not quite sure where to go
And I don't know what I'm diving into
Just hanging by a moment here with you

There's nothing else to lose
There's nothing else to find
There's nothing in the world
That can change my mind
There is nothing else
There is nothing else
There is nothing else

Desperate for changing
Starving for truth
I'm closer to where I started
Chasing after you....

I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
I'm living for the only thing I know
I'm running and not quite sure where to go
And I don't know what I'm diving into
Just hanging by a moment here with you

Just hanging by a moment (here with you)
Hanging by a moment (here with you)

Great lyrics! They remind me of a thought that the Spirit gave me long ago concerning my walk: It doesn't matter how high we climb on the ladder, because eventually we will end up on the bottom rung again. The bottom rung is humbling, but at least we are on the ladder.

Lifehouse is a very talented band - my bride and i used the following song of their's in our wedding ceremony (we worked it in seamlessly between the Hebrew and the bagpipes! ). it is actually referring to the Creator, but it also works well as a love song to the one whose worth is far above rubies...


EVERYTHING

Find me here
Speak to me
I want to feel You
I need to hear You
You are the light
That's leading me
To the place
where I find peace, again.

You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light, to my soul.
You are my purpose, You're everything.

And how can I stand here with You and not be moved by You?
Would You tell me how could it be any better than this?

You calm the storms, and You give me rest.
You hold me in Your hands, You won't let me fall.
You still my heart, and You take my breath away.
Would You take me in? Take me deeper now?

And How can I stand here with You and not be moved by You?
Would You tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with You and not be moved by You?
Would You tell me how could it be any better than this?

Cause You're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything, everything
You're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything, everything.
You're all I want, You're all I need.
You're everything, everything
You're all I want, You're all I need.
You're everything, everything.

And how can I stand here with You and not be moved by You?
Would You tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with You and not be moved by You?
Would You tell me how could it be any better, any better than this.

And How can I stand here with You and not be moved by You?
Would You tell me how could it be any better than this?

Would You tell me how could it be any better than this?

So Lovely.......you present your wife like a queen, what a precious thing you both have!.....hoping all is well, I bet that baby is bringing you absolute joy! My grandson just turned one year old and I love that kid!.......becky

Shalom,


well, i DO have a truly amazing woman for a bride! i can unabashedly say that i have been blessed far more than i deserve in the woman Elohim chose to give to me.

we are doing very well - my little boy is finally healed up and happy -- i visited the ID doc yesterday and he was quite pleased at how everything is going. Ezra is almost 17 lbs and is starting to cut teeth, and he is so much fun!

so i suppose you are properly spoiling your grandson?

Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

Shalom,
Properly!! Caleb began walking at ten months and is into everything. I have a special bond with him. Right after he was born they said that they needed to get him on a respirator. I went with Nate (my son-in-law) down to the room where they put him in a special "incubator"(the word doesn't come to me at the moment). While he lay there, his little arms kept flailing and he would cry that little cry of his. I told the nurses that they at least needed to bundle him up. I reached my hands in and held him and I hummed to him. He quit crying and kept trying to "look" at me. Nate and I stayed with him until they felt okay to return him to April (my daughter), which was only a very short time, thank the Father. It was nothing serious, they were just making sure of things. He really does love us. He gets so excited every time he comes to the house. He squeals and giggles and hugs us like he hasn't seen us in years!! He still loves for his nana to cuddle him and hold him close....He is very special to us all.........becky

he is a cutie! what beautiful eyes! may your witness of love and devotion to Yah be something that strengthens his own life as he grows into a blessed man!

thanks for sharing!


Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

here is one i wrote in April of last year.

it doesn't have a title

The school bell rang through the halls
And he rounded the corner, late for class.
He saw three large boys around a frightened girl,
Pushing and not letting her pass.

He didn’t think twice about what to do,
But found his fists swinging high and low.
The harder he fought the harder they hit,
And in the end they let the girl go.

But he was on the floor, rubbing his nose,
Spitting blood and nursing his jaw.
Then he looked up at the girl next to him -
The prettiest thing he had ever saw.

She said, ‘Thanks for standing up for me,
I know that really took some heart.
Those boys were twice as big as you -
You’re strong, though you don’t look the part.’

Between lips split wide he replied,
‘I ain’t really so tough,
I just give all that I got,
And hope that in the end my giving is enough.’

She smiled brightly at his words,
Then helped him up from the floor.
That day was the start of a simple friendship
That would soon turn into something much more.

As he shared his young dreams she was hooked,
And she loved the way that he looked at life.
Though she dare not say it to him yet,
She hoped one day she could be his wife.

They were young and very carefree,
Walking through a field of bonnets so blue.
She pointed to the shade of an old oak tree,
And said, ‘Come on, I’ll race you.’

She took off running, then looked behind her
Just in time to see him falter and fall.
She was at his side in moments,
As he struggled to even speak at all.

She held his hand as he formed the words,
Whispering with his eyes shut tight,
‘I have this problem in my heart,
My ticker just ain’t ticking right.’

‘I’m sorry I said nothing before,
But I can’t change my circumstance.
My name is on the waiting list, tho,
So maybe soon I’ll get my chance.’

‘But I don’t know how long I have,
So I want to live a life that’s worth a lot.
And even though I don’t have much to give,
I’m willing to give this everything I got.’

Her tears were warm upon her cheeks,
And she knew there was nothing she could do.
Then the words she’d held inside for so long came,
And she said, ‘I want to give my love and my heart to you.’

‘I don’t know what the future holds,
But we can face it if we don’t face it alone.
I’m here for you, I’m by your side,
And together we don’t have to fear the unknown.’

Well, their love it grew from that day on,
And they were committed in purity true.
And as their senior prom came around,
He knew exactly what he needed to do.

When she stood before him in her sparkling dress
He knew El had blessed him with a most beautiful thing.
He said a silent, ‘Thank You,’ as he kissed her cheek,
for in his pocket he held a small diamond ring.

Then they were in the car off to the dance,
And his excitement he could barely hide.
But in a terrible moment joy turned to fear
When a speeding truck slammed into their side.

Through the glass shattering and the screeching of tires
He could hear her screams of disbelief.
They tumbled and rolled across the highway,
Flipping like a wind-blown leaf.

When everything was silent and still
He felt her body right up next to him.
She was breathing all raspy in a blood-soaked dress,
Her side of the car was completely caved-in.

She was busted and broken, a visible mess,
And as he looked at her he knew it wasn’t good.
She met his gaze with pain-filled eyes,
And he knew that she understood.

He touched her bleeding face as she softly spoke,
‘I don’t feel right; I don’t think I’ll pull through…
Before, I was only able to give you my love,
But now I can really give my heart to you.’

Her breathing became more labored,
And he thought, ‘This was supposed to be the day,’
so he reached in his pocket for the golden ring,
And slipped it on her finger as she slipped away.

Weeks passed in a pain-filled blur,
As he lay in a hospital bed.
He stood now facing the unknown again,
For the girl he had loved was now dead.

The future seemed oh so daunting,
And he knew that he wasn’t that tough.
But she gave him all she had to give,
And in the end that would have to be enough.

So he closed his eyes and dreamed of her,
And thanked El that he had been blessed.
Because though she was gone, she was still here,
For her heart was now beating in his chest.

Hillsong United Lyrics
"Saviour King"

Verse 1
And now the weak say: I have strength!
By the Spirit of power that raised Yahshua from the dead
And now the poor stand and confess:
That my portion is Him and I'm more than blessed.

Pre-chorus
Let now our hearts burn with a flame
A fire consuming all for your Son's Holy Name
And with the heavens we declare:
You are our King!

Chorus
We love You YHWH, we worship You
You are our Elohim, You alone are good

Verse 2
Let now your church shine as the bride
That You soar in Your heart as You offered up your life
Let now the lost be Welcomed Home
By the saved and redeemed those adopted as Your own

Pre-chorus
Let now our hearts burn with a flame
A fire consuming all for your Son's Holy Name
And with the heavens we declare:
You are our King!

Chorus
We love You YHWH, we worship You
You are our Elohim, You alone are good

You asked your Son to carry this:
The heavy cross our weight of sin

I love You YHWH, I worship You
Hope which was lost, now stands renewed
I give my life to honor this:
The love of Yahshua, the Savior King!

I love You YHWH, I worship You
Hope which was lost, now stands renewed
I give my life to honor this:
The love of Yahshua, the Savior King!

Hello Burning one,
These lyrics are to a song by Jeremy Riddle called Sweetly Broken. I didn't change the names because they are the actual lyrics. You can hear it at youtube. My main reason for posting the lyrics is that something within them jumped out at me. In speaking of the cross, he says that on the cross my Saviour both bruised and crushed showed that Elohim is love and Elohim is just. I pictured Yahushua on the cross and what we think when we see Him there. I think the tendency of many is to be touched that He would love us so much to die for us. But in that same picture, we MUST see that Elohim is just. We must see in Yahushua's crushed and bruised body, the justice of Elohim. Without the shedding of blood, there is no forgiveness. You came to mind when I thought of this, so I decided to share it with you, feeling you could appreciate it.......in Him....becky

To the cross I look, to the cross I cling
Of its suffering I do drink
Of its work I do sing

For on it my Savior both bruised and crushed
Showed that God is love
And God is just

Chorus:
At the cross You beckon me
You draw me gently to my knees, and I am
Lost for words, so lost in love,
I’m sweetly broken, wholly surrendered

What a priceless gift, undeserved life
Have I been given
Through Christ crucified

You’ve called me out of death
You’ve called me into life
And I was under Your wrath
Now through the cross I’m reconciled

Chorus:

In awe of the cross I must confess
How wondrous Your redeeming love and
How great is Your faithfulness

Shalom Naesimo and Becky,


to Nasesimo: that sounds beautiful! thanks for posting!

to Becky: my connection is so slow any youtube would take WAY too much time than i have! but the lyrics are beautiful! my brother might have it, though...

it reminds me of a poem i wrote back in 99. i'll see if i can find it and post it here.


Chayim b'Moshiach (Life in Messiah)

Little Boy Blue
by Eugene Field (1850-1895)

http://www.amherst.edu/~rjyanco94/literature/eugenefield/poems/poemsofchildhood/littleboyblue.html

This poem was written by James Dobson, Sr. for his wife
on her 50th birthday which occurred in the spring.
Unfortunately, he could not keep his promise of
walking through the winter of life with her as he died
in his 60s and she lived 11 years after his death,
and according to James Dobson, Jr.,
she had to walk through it alone. I heard James Dobson read this
on one of his broadcasts this morning as I walked on my treadmill.
The broadcast was really neat because in honor of his father, he was
reading some poems that his father used to read to him as a child. I was so touched by this particular poem as I turned 50 in December. I truly understood what he was saying........

Your Birthday

The whole world is singing
Now that spring has come.
I saw a robin in the morning sun.
Among the pale green leaves and bursting buds,
I heard his talk,
But it is autumn where we walk.
‘Tis true for us the summer, too, is gone
Now, whiplash winds arise,
And further on, the ice and sleet and cold
In grim assault to pierce us through;
Does fall in springtime frighten you?
Impotent shines the April sun so fair,
To melt the wisps of frost within your hair.
My dear, I know you feel the threatening gloom,
But I’m with you, and hand in hand
We’ll face the winter, too.

Give Me Jesus (Yahshua) Jeremy Camp

In the morning, when I rise
In the morning, when I rise
In the morning, when I rise

Give me Jesus (Yahshua).
Give me Jesus (Yahshua),
Give me Jesus (Yahshua).
You can have all this world,
Just give me Jesus (Yahshua).

When I am alone,
When I am alone,
When I am alone,
Give me Jesus (Yahshua).

Give me Jesus (Yahshua),
Give me Jesus (Yahshua),
Give me Jesus (Yahshua).
You can have all this world,
Just give me Jesus (Yahshua).

When I come to die,
When I come to die,
When I come to die,
Give me Jesus (Yahshua).

Give me Jesus (Yahshua).
Give me Jesus (Yahshua),
Give me Jesus (Yahshua).
You can have all this world,
Just give me Jesus (Yahshua).

Give me Jesus (Yahshua).
Give me Jesus (Yahshua),
Give me Jesus (Yahshua).
You can have all this world,
You can have all this world,
You can have all this world,
Just give me Jesus (Yahshua).

"The Kite and it's String --"

Once on a time a paper kite
Was mounted to a wondrous height,
Where, giddy with its elevation,
It thus expressed self-admiration:

"See how yon crowds of gazing people
Admire my flight above the steeple;
How would they wonder if they knew
All that a kite like me can do!

Were I but free, I'd take a flight,
And pierce the clouds beyond their sight,
But, ah! like a poor pris'ner bound,
My string confines me near the ground;

I'd brave the eagle's towering wing,
Might I but fly without a string."
It tugged and pull, while thus it spoke,
To break the string--at last it broke.

Deprived at once of all its stay,
In vain it tried to soar away;
Unable its own weight to bear,
It fluttered downward through the air;

Unable its own course to guide,
The winds soon plunged it in the tide.
Ah! foolish kite, thou hadst no wing,
How could'st thou fly without a string!

My heart replied, "O Lord, I see
How much this kite resembles me!
Forgetful that by thee I stand,
Impatient of thy ruling hand;
How oft I've wished to break the lines
Thy wisdom for my lot assigns?

How oft indulged a vain desire
For something more, or something higher?
And, but for grace and love divine,
A fall thus dreadful had been mine."

--John Newton

Chosen Vessel
The Master was searching for a vessel to use;
On the shelf there were many which one would He choose?

"Take me, cried the gold one I'm shiny and bright,
I'm of great value and I do things just right.

My beauty and luster will outshine the rest
And for someone like you, Master, gold would be the best!"

The Master passed on with no word at all;
He looked at a silver urn, narrow and tall;

"I'll serve you, dear Master, I'll pour out your wine
And I'll be at your table whenever you dine,

My lines are so graceful, my carvings so true,
And my silver will always compliment you."

Unheeding the Master passed on to the brass,
It was wide mouthed and shallow, and polished like glass.

"Here! Here!" cried the vessel, I know I will do.
Place me on your table for all men to view."

"Look at me", called the goblet of crystal so clear.
"My transparency shows my contents so dear,

Though fragile am I,I will serve you with pride,
And I'm sure I'll be happy in your home to abide."

The Master came next to a vessel of wood,
Polished and carved, it solidly stood.

"You may use me, dear Master", the wooden bowl said.
"But I'd rather you used me for fruit, not for bread!"

Then the Master looked down and saw a vessel of clay,
Empty and broken it helplessly lay.

No hope had the vessel that the Master might choose,
To cleanse and make whole, to fill and to use.

Ah! This is the vessel I've been hoping to find,
I will mend and use it and make it all mine.

I need not the vessel with pride of itself;
Nor the one who is narrow to sit on the shelf;

Nor the one who is big mouthed and shallow and loud;
Nor one who displays his contents so proud;

Nor the one who thinks he can do all things just right;
But this plain earthy vessel filled with my power and might

Then gently He lifted the vessel of clay.
Mended and cleansed it and filled it that day.

Spoke to it kindly "There's work you must do.
Just pour out to others as I pour into you."

Author Unknown

The Gift Of Friendship
Friendship is a priceless gift
That cannot be bought or sold,
But its value is far greater
Than a mountain made of gold -
For gold is cold and lifeless,
It can neither see nor hear,
And in the time of trouble
It is powerless to cheer
It has no ears to listen,
No heart to understand,
It cannot bring you comfort
Or reach out a helping hand -
So when you ask God for a Gift,
Be thankful if He sends
Nor diamonds, pearls or riches,
But the love of real true friends.

Helen Steiner Rice

Tears to Rainbows

Tears are not burdens, for our shoulders to bear.

But a gentle reminder that our Lord is right here.

The waterfall of sorrow that flows from our eyes.

Cast a beautiful rainbow sent from the vast skies.

The tears that flow so freely without end,

Goes to the inner most depth of the heart, my friend.

It is in that place where we hear the replies

Of our many questions of our where's, what's and why's.

So the next time you feel a tear begin to cloud your eye,

Or gaze at a rainbow covering the sky.

Know there's a pot of gold at your rainbow's end,

It's from you Dear Savior, the friend of all friends.

Janice "Jan" Derrick


[This message has been edited by naesimo (edited 06-16-2008).]

Holding Hands (A Christian love song author and artist unknown)

One day I came to know the love of heaven
I placed my life into the Savior's hands
He promised He would hold my heart forever
Now that I found you I understand

My spirit sees a picture from the Father
He drew our love before our lives began
In His time He brought our hearts together
Now the three of us are holding hands

We lift our love up to the throne of heaven
Our life as one to YHWH we give
Now we stand to start a new forever
In His hands only love can lead

My spirit sees a picture from the Father
He drew our love before our lives began
In His time He brought our hearts together
Now the three of us are holding hands

In His time He brought our hearts together
Now the three of us are holding hands.....

I see the three of us holding hands.

Take Me Away With You Darrell Evans

Chorus:
Take me away with You take me away with You
Take me away with You take me away with You
That I may know You that I may be with You
That I may know You and be alone with You

Verse:
Many waters cannot quench it, rivers cannot wash away
The extravagance of your love, stronger than the grave
You've prepared a table I dream of what's in store
The bread of your Body the wine You freely pour
I will open my door

So take me away with You take me away with You
I want to get lost in You I want to be found in You
That I may love You that I may be with You
That I may love You and be alone with You

Bridge:
I want to know You even deeper
I want my heart to beat with Yours
So I will be your Passion seeker
And I will open up my door

So take me away with You take me away with You
I want to get lost in You I want to be found in You
That I may love You that I may be with You
That I may love You and be alone with You

Take me away!

I want to know You even deeper
I want my heart to beat with Yours
So I will be your Passion seeker
And I will open up my door

Take me away with You!
Take me away with You!

I'd like to post this for my husband:

who woke up late anyway, became more running late because he read my post, who really liked my post but still was kinda cranky because he was running late and I didn't get around to washing his work shirts. And he also annoys me with his tinkering on his website and never keeping his cell phone charged. It's one of those mornings. But the sun is shining and it's a beautiful day!

K-Ci & JoJo - All My Life
I will never find another lover sweeter than you,
Sweeter than you
I will never find another lover more precious than you,
More precious than you
Boy you are Close to me youre like my mother,
Close to me youre like my father,
Close to me youre like my sister,
Close to me youre like my brother
You are the only one my everything and for you this song I
Sing

All my life I pray for someone like you
I thank God that I, that I finally found you
All my life I pray for someone like you
I hope that you feel the same way too
Yes, I pray that you do, love me too

Said I promised to never fall in love with a stranger,
Youre all Im thinking of I praise the Lord above,
For sending me your love, I cherish every hug,
I REALLY LOVE YOU!!!

All my life, I pray for someone like you,
I thank God that I, that I finally found you
All my life I pray for someone like you
I hope that you feel the same way too
Yes, I pray that you do, love me

Youre all that Ive ever known, your smile on your face,
All I see is a glow,
You turned my life around,
You picked me up when I was down,
Youre all that Ive ever known, when you smile
My face glows,
You picked me up when I was down
Youre all that Ive ever known, when you smile
My face glows,
You picked me up when I was down & I hope
That you feel the same way too,
Yes I pray that you do love me too

All my life, I pray for someone like you,
I thank God that I, that I finally found you
All my life I pray for someone like you
I hope that you feel the same way too
Yes, I pray that you do, love me too
All my life I pray for someone like you

Lyrics to a Christian love song

Standing at this altar before family and friends
Spoken vows to love and cherish until the end
The center of our joy today, we take the time to
humbly pray and invite the Holy Spirit to descend

I live 4 U
U live 4 me =
We'll live 4 Him

Thru all the years
The laughter and tears
Thru thick and thin
Faithful and true
My love 4 you will only grow stronger =
Cause I live 4 U
U live 4 me
We live 4 Him

We'll treasure every moment of this new life we share
No lonely days or nights cause I will be there
Should there ever be a doubt what this love is all about
Remember what we seal today in prayer

I live 4 U
U live 4 me =
We'll live 4 Him

Thru all the years
The laughter and tears
Thru thick and thin
Faithful and true
My love 4 you will only grow stronger =
Cause I live 4 U
U live 4 me
We live 4 Him

Faithful and true
My love 4 you will only grow stronger =
Cause I live 4 U
U live 4 me and
We live 4 Him

here's a love song by Christian singer Geoff Moore that i particularly enjoy:

IF YOU COULD SEE WHAT I SEE

all of my life
i have dreamed
that someday your love would find me
and i can't believe you're standing here

If beauty is all
in the eye
of the beholder then i
wish you could see
the love for you that lives in me

(Chorus)
And you would know you have my heart
If you could see what i see
that a treasure's what you are
if you could see what i see
Created to be
the only one for me
If you could see what i see

I know there are days
when you feel
so much less than ideal
wondering what i see in you

It's all of the light
and the grace
your belief in me drives me to say
that i promise you
a faithful love, forever true

(Chorus)

if you could see...
then you'd understand
why i fall down to my knees
and i pray my love
will be worthy of
the One who gave His life
so that our love could be

if you could see
what i see(x2)

Created to be
The only one for me
If you could see
What i see

if beauty is all
in the eye
of the beholder then i
am beholding...
true beauty

BRIAN LITTRELL LYRICS

"Over My Head"

I tried to figure it out
Time and time again.....and time again
I guess there's just some things I'll never understand
'Cause Your ways aren't our ways
But deep down in my soul, down in my soul
There is one thing I know that I know

Yeah I'm in over my head
Right where I wanna be
I'm so lost within Your love
The love that always covers me
So high, so deep, so wide
A strong and cleansing tide
My soul has found a place to rest
I'm in over my head

I've been holding on
Now I'm letting go, just letting go
Gonna let Your love carry me away
I don't know where I'm going
But I'm surrounded by the Truth
And I can feel the current pulling me
Deeper and deeper into You

I'm in over my head
Right where I wanna be
I'm so lost within Your love
The love that always covers me
So high, so deep, so wide
A strong and cleansing tide
My soul has found a place to rest
I'm in over my head

I'm in over my head
Right where I wanna be
I'm so lost within Your love
The love that always covers me
So high, so deep, so wide
A strong and cleansing tide
My soul has found a place to rest
I'm in over my head

I'm in over my head

I'm in over

You see me for who I am
You did reach out Your hand
You made me understand
That Your love has always covered me

Big Daddy Weave: Fields of Grace

There's a place that I love to run and play!

There's a place that I sing new songs of praise!

Dancin' with my Father God in fields of grace
Dancin' with my Father God in fields of grace

There's a place that I lose myself within.........
There's a place that I find myself again!!!

Dancin' with my Father God in fields of grace
Dancin' with my Father God in fields of grace

There's a place where religion finally dies.
There's a place that I lose my selfish pride.

Dancin' with my Father God in fields of grace
Dancin' with my Father God in fields of grace
Dancin' with my Father God in fields of grace
Dancin' with my Father God in fields of: GRACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I love my Father, my Father loves me
I dance for my Father, my Father sings over me.

Yeah, I love my Father, my Father loves me
I dance for my Father, my Father sings over me.

Yeah Nothing, nothing
nothing can take that away from me

Yeah, Nothing, nothing
And nothing can take that away from me

There's a place where religion finally dies.
There's a place that I lose my selfish pride.

Dancin' with my Father God in fields of grace
Dancin' with my Father God in fields of grace
Come dance with our Father God in fields of grace

Dancin' with my Father God in fields of grace!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HalleluYah!!!!!!!!!!!!