Friday, 24 July 2015

Shabach

Exalt the LORD our God who is worthy of praise and honour!
He is clothed in glory and adorned in strength.
Surely there is no God like our God,
He who is dressed in splendour and clad with valour,
Ndianiko akaita saMwari uyu?



The Great and Awesome God,
Whose Name is remembered by the waves and the torrents,
Whose breath quakes the mountains,
And stops the heavenly stars in their orbits,
Hakuna kani wakaita saye!



The LORD our Rock and Shield, our rear and fore-guard,
Our shade by day and fire by night,
He who is a consuming Fire,
Devouring His enemies and yet showing mercy to those who seek His Name,
Omnipotent and omniscient,
Anoshamisa kani Mwari uyu!



I will sing of all His great deeds,
I will extol the LORD our God and fall prostrate before His throne,
In thanksgiving and praise, for He is good,
Awesome in His ways, true to His word
Faithful to His very own nature,
Ndati murumbidzei kani Mwari uyu!



Kuita kwake kunoshamisa, muchinda werugare,
Mambo wemadzimambo, Ishe wemadzishe,
Mudzikinuri mukuru anerudo rusingaperi,
Ayiwa, anoshamisa ngaArumbidzwe!

Amen and amen!

 Written By McNorris Hakata

Ps 47:1
O clap your hands, all peoples; shout (shabach) to God with the voice of joy (or triumph).

Ps 145:4
One generation shall praise (shabach) thy works to another and declare thy mighty acts.

Isa 12:6

Cry aloud and shout (shabach) for joy, O inhabitant of Zion, For great in your midst is the Holy One of Israel.

Yadah



The LORD is an anchor unto my soul,
His righteous right hand is upon me
From the depths of despair to the heights of joy
His glorious face shines on me
Even in the midst of darkness to the purest of His light
He awakens my soul, He stirs my spirit within me
When storms rage and waters rise
The fiercest of tempests is but a sigh to Him,
He is with me and I abide under His wing
He is my shelter and my fortress beyond the break of dawn
When hopes scatter and dreams fall
His living spirit saturates me from center to circumference
The God who gives and the God who takes away,
But the God who is all-knowing , all-seeing and all-powerful
The God who works all things for my good


He has dealt to me the measure of faith
In Him I find repose, I still my soul
He unravels the wind and calms the waves,
He envelopes me in His song
A song of grace, a symphony of the fiercest, purest love
Wrapping around my soul
The great Comforter, the God of peace
He unravels the wind and calms the waves
A breathing sigh in all creation,
One song of praise to Him, Adonai
The bow of nature, the bow of man
Let everything that has breath praise Him,
He has adopted me to royalty
In Him I am more than a conqueror, more than an heir
For I am His, and He is mine
He has ransomed me, and He calls me by name
Let all that I am yield to You, oh LORD
My God in whom I trust.  



Written By Wilhelmine Wachter

2Chr 20:21
Give thanks (yadah) to the Lord, for his loving kindness is everlasting.
Ps 63:1
So I will bless thee as long as I live; I will (yadah) lift up my hands in thy name.
Ps 107:15
Oh that men would praise (yadah) the Lord for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men.

Monday, 6 July 2015

Hashem is tov!

Shalom! Hashem is tov(good)!

God is the sustainer of our simcha(joy) and how faithful He is!

Joyful and grateful I am for all that Hashem has done, truly there is no God like our God!

A God who is good and kind and whose loving kindness endures forever.

A God in whom we find refuge and strength and blessing! The LORD our portion, the LORD our inheritance, who quakes the mountains and fills the valleys.

Who shepherds the constellations and gives food to the raven. The merciful God, slow to anger and abounding in love.





Our God- the LORD our confidence, the LORD our crown!

He alone is worthy of our praise, for to Him(awesome and eternal) belongs glory and honour, the power, the splendour, the majesty, the dominion and the Kingdom, both now and forever and ever!



To the Eternal Father, The Sovereign KING- Melech hamelachim (King of kings)- Adoni haadonim (Lord of lords)- who is faithful and true!

In Yeshua our King's name, Amen and Amen.


-Written by McNorris Hakata-

Friday, 13 March 2015

Dark deep space (drifting)



The closest of stars
 is but a wick of a candle in its dying glow. 
As I float aimlessly
 in the abyss of cruel thoughts 
that mercilessly attack my tormented mind.

Shades of disturbia
 that flicker in the distance
 as the glow of that star loosens its grip 
on my suspended soul. 
That star, that once was a supernova.

Drifting away in a new realization
of a new gravitational centre to which I’m drawn
and constantly orbit
 in this mix of matter and or anti matter
 I am not aware 
as I seem to have lost consciousness
 in my constant drifting.  

 Orbiting around an unseen cosmic body
 its fabric sheer pain. 
Pain that freezes my face and cracks my lips,
numbs my soul and mortifies my mind. 
As I drift my legs bent at an angle 
and my arms in a perfect pose and balance.
Drifting into some dark comer of the universe.

This feeling i posses like a desperate electron,
wanting, yearning 
to be excited to a higher energy shell. 
To escape this orbit 
and the constant bombardment 
of harsh memories or just 'thoughts'. 

That star that has turned into a black hole 
that the light of what used to be has failed to escape.
Still i drift. 
Towards this invisible cosmic body 
whose fabric mortifies me.
Have i lost to gain, 
my soul leaving a trail of dark matter 
or anti matter i do not know. 

My breath is slow 
and suddenly a gasp of air 
and what seems to be a ray of light. 
Its gravity more powerful, 
Than these tentacles of shadows that linger

My trajectory shifted
that light pulling me in. 
Maybe its just another passing comet
or is it that star 
that was but a wick of a candle in its dying glow 
coming to life?

Thursday, 5 March 2015

"in the confines of time and eternity"

Time and mortality 
the debris of a spoken word
withered petals of a glorious beginning
when it was spoken
 "in the beginning"

eternity and immortality
 the sustenance of a word spoken
 continuous ripples of a glorious beginning
from the moment it was spoken
 "let there be"

constellations that He shepherds
He knows them all by name
A third of the illuminaries 
torn by the dragon's tail
Futility pride failed to curtail

Witnesses of the Word spoken
 "it was good"
now confined to this debris 
of withered petals of creation
wrapped in the confines of time and eternity

... yet Polarized.

I fumble with my excuses
deep in thoughts that tumble into reality,
A reality i constantly have to deny
for the sake of the man i am.
The man i need to be
yet these traitors connive against me.
These two yielding traitors-
my heart and mind.
Do they not realize
this is a hostage situation-dire And shackling

Is it the hold of that gaze
that pierces into my soul
Beauty that invades my being
gentleness that pervades my sphere.
A sphere effectively affected
by a smile so captivating
Those intoxicating giggles
that send ripples  of this..
...this unfamiliar force
vibrating through my whole being.

Is it the sound of a voice
The reflection of an amazing heart
The constructs of which
are kindness  and the fear of God.
A fierce fire that flames inside her
and covers her in her mesmerizing beauty
The beauty of a godly woman
Her mind a dazzling universe of inspiration      
Her character etched
in that Divine force
that brought the world into existence

Please shut down my heart
Shadows hover over it..
Please hard reset my mind
Darkness lurks by..
Dark and deep yet so inviting
Desires to stop fighting..
Fighting with myself
In this place where my mind retires
And i sink even deeper
Into this ... this unfamiliar force..
That's pulling me in like a black hole

Tuesday, 24 February 2015

What God Hath Promised


God hath not promised skies always blue,
Flower strewn pathways all our lives through.
God hath not promised sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow, peace without pain.
But God hath promised strength of the day,
Rest for the labour, light for the way,
Grace for the trials, help from above,
Unfailing sympathy, undying love.

Annie J. Flint/ 1866-1932