If I said I knew it all I’d be lying
If I said I know where I’m going, It’ll probably be a bigger lie
I’m completely blind, but your name keeps me going
Your name is the love song that carries me on
My sorrow is much
But I cannot forget you
It’s like your name is the password to my heart
Oh, Yeshua HaMashiach lead me gentle Shepard
For this sheep is blind, lost and weary
Just like Jacob’s stripped sheep, I ascended with the label zebra
My God, my God, I sing a song to your name in my heart
If you will hear me, don’t leave me alone
Gather me and mine onto yourself
I search for you from dawn till dusk
And the adversary mocks and taunts me, asking; “where is your God” & “there is no God”
My heart is bare before you
I have only you upon my heart and upon my lips
My grief has become grievous because it seems they’ve stolen you from me
Do not delay
Please reveal your truth
Above all else I hope I’m able to meet your standards
Not anyone else’s, but yours alone
Above all else, I hope I didn’t let you down
And you look down on me not only with pity but with love
Because I have loved you with every fiber of my being
Above all else I hope you look with eyes of mercy on they that you gave me
Because yours they were, and you gave them to me
Above all else I hope I made you proud
That’s all a servant longs for.
I yearn to say I’m your child, but who am I kidding, I’ll happily settle for servant
If you break me, you are able to fix me up again
I hold on to you and no one else
Just like the psalmist, I bear afflictions for you
So above all else, please don’t leave me hanging!
I can write to you of my love for you, but now my spirit is broken and no words can describe my pain
I can tell you all about my heart ache for you
But my spirit is broken and I’ve no where to turn
I would tell you my love for you has killed me
But your spirit would simply bring me back again just to afflict me
I know it’s not you, but the watchmen who barely know you
Yet I wish you would deal with me directly
It’s easy to say I give up
That my heart is broken and I can no longer love you
But who am I kidding
You knew I would never stop loving you before you called me into existence
Now what’s left of me?
Does a man go into desolation because he loves his God
Or will his God find him and heal him of his affliction.
I read the words: “I’ve spoken”, twice. Now I use those same words.
It’s your turn!
There was a time when I could count the Omers, say la Shana tova, & rosh hashana, but then my time came and there was non to count with me.
I was expectant of you. Knowing it was time, but I had no clue what it was time for. And for that I’m truly sorry.
It’s the beginning of days, the beginning of freedom, perhaps the beginning of a new hope. A hope only you and I know about.
I spoke with new tongues. It wasn’t even Pentecost. At least I’m not sure it was, because I ended up calling it necromancy.
How does one speak with the voice of the dead? Perhaps that’s why Yeshua said they’re not dead. For He’s not the God of the dead, but the God of the living
A new fear, a new dread, a new hope, and a new voice. Like a rushing river, a million voices stilled by the need to be what I perceive whole again. Yet waiting for you to confirm your word. Because I know insanity is sanity, and nothing is truly as it is.
Now I speak in phrases only you and I know about. Hoping you’ll tell me I didn’t miss you. That I didn’t trade you for something else, and you’re still here. Just a lot more closer, and a lot more comfy.
I guess this is my story. The story of us. 1 more prophet.
Your name is a love song to me
Broken for you
I’m sick from love
The pain is as a million knives to my heart
I will seek your face from dawn till dusk
I will seek you alone till I find you
Bring me home to you
Bring me unto you
For I’m weary of these treacherous roads
I’m weary because I know how dreadful you are
Yet I love you so
Oh lover of my soul
You’re the very fabric of my existence
In you alone I live move and breath
Oh how I love you so, with every bit of me
My heart is yours
Yours to keep or kill
For I am sick from love and wish not to be cured
Let me wallow in you
Let my heart bleed for you
For my love for you is as a scarlet cord
None can comprehend the whole of it.