Father, LORD of All,
this servant, as I call, As I fall in
worship before Your
me power, Love and grace! Grace to serve
You all my days,
boldly keep Your ways, grace to preach
Your Holy Word, obeying
all that I
have heard. Grant me power to do Your
will, to free the
heal the ill, open eyes that can not
see, and ears, that
closed to thee, will hear Your voice,
and from despair, will
join You in
Your joy found there.
Malkenu, my Father, my King, please
grant me the grace, Your
sing, though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death,
may I declare
Your praise with every breath! Avenu
Malkenu, My Father,
My King, You
alone are worthy, You alone are
everything. Your Word of
life, I will
hold dear, and hiding it in my heart I
need not fear. For
pleased by faith in You, and if You Are
for me, what can my
Though You may slay me, I'll love You
still, for I was made to
do Your will.
And If You choose to end this life, then
I'll escape the
strife. Your secret place, I'll dwell
safely in! So live or
clearly win! Draw me closer, Spirit of
G-d, direct the path
You'd have me
to trod. And I will serve You all my
days, eternally I'll
Just take my
hand in this dark hour and guide me
through it by Your
I'll not faint nor fall away, LORD hear
Your servant as I
persecution winds gain strength, and
they will go to any
wipe Yeshua from the earth, and those
who claim His name by
Spirit, or by family Tree, they hate the
ones that belong to
thee. So What
I'm asking on this day, is that I
neither faint nor sway,
but that I
would press boldly on, until my crown of
life is won, until
I've run the
final race, I'm asking LORD, please
grant me grace. I do
not want to
falter now, I come so far, not knowing
how, except Your
leading me, breaking my chains, setting
me free. And now I owe a
debt of love
to You who helped me from above. This
debt of love I long
to pay, so
grant me grace LORD, that I may. And
since You love Your
people so, I
know that You would have me go, and set
more of the
free, LORD let that grace abound to me.
Holy Spirit fill this
over flow me with that Grace! I have
come to seek Your face,
Oh, LORD, to run my race, For I can not
live, but by Your
And I'll give
You praise for everything, Avenu
Malkenu, my Father, my King!
Ha'Messiach, In that glorious Name, I
say "let it be so" -
A Modern day
again ! look up to him!)
with Your mercies all new, my tired soul
comes again to You,
suffering, from despair, because, again,
I forgot You're there,
tormented and harassed, though I thought
on You I'd surely cast
care and threat, but I find they are
here with me yet!
Like a shadow
on the wall, of something lurking in the
around my troubled mind, suggesting
things horribly unkind.
So again, I
run into Your arms, seeking safety from
comfort, truth and light, against what
lurks there in the night!
takes away my fear, Your truth
displaces darkness, and the shadows in
Your Love is
never failing, never faltering, always
If I can just
remember to come, I always find Your
So once again
I'm asking, that You forgive my fear and
and let these
new adversities be the fire that burns
things for Your glory Lord, both in and
out of me,
and build in
me a steadfast strength for all
Carlton Duncan 1/22/11
A New Respect
Okay, so hang
with me, I've got a new respect for rap,
but as it is
with all art, we need to separate the
We need to
cut out all the trash that is hating on
we need to
filter out the garbage that is poisoning
Of our youth,
oh yes, we need to guide them back to
they've gotten into warring, cause
they've let go of the moorings
Of the faith,
who couldn't really bother
to be there,
to care, so how do they dare,
how do they
dare to complain – --- That is so lame,
don't play that blame game!
should all be seeing that things can not
stay the same!
But we who
know the truth, we should fall right
down and pray,
that there still can be a way, to get
them back on track, but will we enter
of the war
that rages on, while we sing our little
and our sons
are carried off by those still steady
'Cause it has
fell into our laps, and so we need to
cut the crap,
whatever it will take, to cause the
ground to quake, to shake us all awake!
We must be
willing to hack it! Strong enough to
take the flack, to do whatever it takes
to win them back –
You heard me!
I said we need to cut the crap, put
ourselves back on the map, and do
whatever it will take to fill the gap -
Oh Yeah, --- even if its rap!
From Dust to
As Adam, of
creation fame, was shaped from dust, and
I too was
made again from what - was dust, abused
and left to rot.
beyond repair, who could have known that
He'd be there,
particles, piece by piece, the
shattering of violent griefs!
but filthy dust, completely trashed by
afflicted, broken, bruised, unloved,
ravaged, sold, abused,
How could He
ever so restore a pile of dust to
And yet how
Adam came to be, was done again for all
As He formed
Adam, then breathed His life, He
gathered me from all the strife,
and formed a
new identity, and breathed His new life
I do not wait
for “someday” now, My Prince has come, I
know not how.
live each day, in the wondrous beauty of
things, miraculous seem, as I live with
a Joy I dared not dream.
As I sleep
with peace I dared not hope, finding
life abundant, grace to cope,
Love that I
ever hoped to see, plus promise of
though scarred enough to prove, that in
His love, He will still move
chaos, in darkness finding, broken ones,
to His heart binding,
order by His Word, comforting the cries
bringing light to eyes gone blind
endlessly seeking someone kind,
Still, He is
speaking forth His light to those still
lost in darkest night.
speaking, always, “Peace! Be Still!” to
ones storm-ravaged, sea-sick, ill,
falling, grasping, groping, tired of
living, far from hoping,
as good as
dead, hearts cold as corpse, He still
commands them to come forth!
rose from smoking ash, so He brings
diamonds forth from trash.
How He works
His wonders I can not know, but I here I
am, it must be so!
of Anticipated Victory
dance comes with triumph, resurrection
from the cross!
It comes with
restoration from devastating loss.
It comes from
a Joy more deeply felt than any
It comes from
prompt obedience, which obtains the
because Messiah has triumphed over
because His Father has restored His
life, His breath.
We dance and
sing because His victory has brought us
We praise His
Name and Dance, each glad expression to
know, that victories of our own must be
We face each
day, the stolen ground that now must be
We know that
there's a promised land of blessing
still to win,
right now is a dance of war, that says
we're going in!
are cries of trusting praise, for Ha
Shem will win the prize,
Our songs are
not just idle chants, but hope
makes our bodies strong, our song lifts
up our souls,
reminds us once again, on Whom our hopes
For we, His
willing servants, can take on whatever's
He goes before, just as He always did!
Like all His
faithful warriors, whom He called to His
emerge with victory, as morning conquers
And soon the
dance of victory, and shouts of joyful
will fill the
air for our Yeshua, and His next, great
reigned, He reigns today, and for ages
victorious, He is today and He will be
Tzedecha, the Joy of Giving
commanded to give to the poor, to help
relieve their sorrow,
We are told
to freely give and not to make them
promised recompense from G-d who sees
If with our
many blessings we are not loathe to
If we share
freely with those in need because we
Then in our
time of need we'll find our G-d is
We are told
that harvest comes to those who freely
To those who
joyfully invest in others needs, and
every kindness show;
Then when we
face a time of lack we'll find that what
Has grown, a
harvest of blessing and grace, from that
Twas the day
after Atonement, and all through the
house, everyone was so Quiet as
the proverbial mouse!
And as they
all lay resting, asleep in their beds,
Sandra was up writing, just to
empty her head!
of the season still fresh in her mind,
the gratefulness flowing for G-d who is
To show her
the seasons, and what they all mean, to
help her be Holy, to help her come clean
desires, that may lead astray, from
Yeshua, the Life and the Truth and the
satisfied, calm and secure, Holy and
happy, and joyfully pure!
rested, supplied and complete, free to
look forward, with no fear of defeat.
forgiven, conscience washed clean, of
all that would sully, profane or demean.
others as instructed to do, looking
forward to Sukkot, now how about you?
Sukkot Come and Gone
The last but
not the least of the appointed feasts,
a chance to
camp with G-d under the stars!
To wine and
dine and dance, with candles and
how He has brought us far!
dwellings, the covering made by His own
our fathers lived, while receiving His
come to celebrate, forgiven sins,
by taking a new stand.
be joyous, and often quite uproarious,
invited guests within our booths,
in great gratitude, we want to spread
that our sins have been removed!
dwellings, our bodies made of clay,
that contain the truth, the living Word,
we house the
Great Ruach Ha Kodesh,
He's come to
lead the way!
of Messiah we need not wait for Moedim,
apart our very lives as Holy unto Him!
Him every day, we study just to know His
we walk in
light, we're hearing right, we will not
But as we
celebrate the feasts, obedient to His
With Joy we
observe them as believing what we've
His Blessing is contained in everyone,
feast is pointing to His Blessing, to
in willing joy, not ignorantly bound,
to understand the freedom we have found,
because we trust His Word - for us to be
all we want,
and all we need to make and keep us
So we all
dwell, for just a week, in tents and
booths and shacks
- to keep our
memory fresh and clear that G-d has
bought us back!
And with a
sigh we take them down, still basking in
we'll put them up at this same time next
Father calls us all to that Tabernacle
The one that
ours was meant to shadow, while we are
And what a
joyful feast that culmination feast will
we've come to Sukkah for eternity!
A Fool, for
Your Sake, Oh Lord?
Let me look a
fool for You, a stumbling, bumbling
if I can only
follow You! If I can hear You, and be
Let me look
the idiot, as far as the world can see,
if I can just
obey Your will, and live Your liberty!
For I can not
look to myself, hope must be found in
so if I am
placed "on a shelf", that hope must bear
What does it
matter where my "field" lies, or what
work You chose for me,
if I have
cast my lot on You for all eternity?!
Why should I
strive within my heart, and dark despair
trusted You to pick my field, I'll set
my hand to the plow!
the work of faith, so there will be no
to see where
other paths would lead, no
"greener-grass" to lack.
will follow You, not drifting left or
for the worldly ease, nor for intrigues
of the night.
my life away, by the whims of
torn between two worlds, sin-driven
my emotional, sensation driven flesh,
tricked by wicked wiles or caught up in
No longer led
by appetite, but hearing The Shepherd's
wandering deadly vales, in safe pastures
For You have
led me gently on, through dangers and in
ceased to keep me fed and safe from
Your love is
worth my every thought, Your glory worth
I pray I
never hesitate to answer every call.
I pray for
strength to follow You, though the world
mock me as mad,
I pray for
strength to carry-on in Your joy, that
makes me glad,
I pray that,
through enlightened eyes, I see Your
for he is no
fool who trusts the one who holds
another season, I'll look foolish, if I
decided to follow, Lord, 'til I return
others mock my sanity, to You I'm bound
final day, in triumphant, may I worship
You, my King!
Real Miracle of Chanukah
Chanukah is a
miracle, no matter what, you see;
the oil that
burned for eight whole days, or
tiny Israel defeats the bullying hoards!
won, they stood their ground, they
called upon their Lord!
Over and over
again they won, supported by His power,
again G-d's people trusted, in their
in faith, the
chosen people called upon His mighty
In answer He
saw that His chosen ones did not fight
one day's cruse of oil burned and blazed
for eight whole days,
the miracle was found in a victory that
without a number, in their chosen
saved by the awesome power and love of
God's great mystery!
came a-threatening, with profanities
of minorities, found faith that was
in G-d, and strong commitment to His
strong belief of the commandments they
thou, oh Lord our G-d, King of the
Universe, who has separated us according
to His commandments, and commanded us to
celebrate this season.
thou, oh Lord our G-d, King of the
Universe, who has caused us to be
victorious, though no one can guess the
means "Dedication", also, "Festival of
that's why we
celebrate by lighting candles for eight
in which Yeshua announced just why He
the light to a darkened world, and
healing, in His Name.
blessed to be redeemed by the blood of
G-d's own son,
we to know the way that victory is won.
we to live our lives in that sweet
the light that came, and bought our
the Name of G-d most high, who redeems
us with His care,
His Holy Victory, in which we gladly
the wondrous sacrifice, that glorifies
the worship that we bring to the Lamb
upon His throne!
approaches, the festival of lights,
the feast of
dedication, that restored all things to
the season, and the G-d who fights to
the souls of
all the fallen, entangled in their sin.
We get to
share the victory, we get to share the
whose G-d has fought to save us from our
of all those
lost in misery, of those ensnared in
to share the
many victories of those who fought to
this victory, we celebrate our king,
we revel as
we cleanse our hearts, as we gather, as
the miracle, we'll light each candle
as we praise
the G-d of Chanukah and revel in His
Gate of the Year
Sandra's archives, this is the first
verse and the chorus of a song, written
New Year's day 1982, in Atlanta, GA. It
was taken from an ancient quotation of
the same name)
I once said
to the man at the Gate of the Year,
"Give me your
brightest light, that I might not fear".
But he just
nodded toward the darkness of the night,
"Hold to the hand of G-d, that's far
better than a light".
For He is
safer than a known way, better than a
hold to the
Hand of G-d when you step into the
there is no
darkness that He can not comprehend,
beside you, you are never lost my
Jan. 1, 1982
of My Soul
prayer/poem of devotion)
uproar in my head, the din within my
Draw me from
the warfare, from the tumult, far apart.
my eyes, let me only see,
Kingdom of the free!
correction, teach me all Your will,
blessed affection, I will know You, and
and Your character, on which I've
resolved to gaze,
to Your image, while other idols raze!
So draw me
hero-lover, whisper softly to my heart,
and I'll run
into our quiet place, and gladly set
my life to
Your devotion, my heart to Your control!
dictate all my motion, dear lover of my
Weathering Life Victoriously
weight of cares are threatening to
overcome Your grace,
shadows pass between us, and I can not
see Your face,
It is then I
bow in worship, it is then I sing Your
for it never
fails to lift the weights, and clouds of
worries of existing get enlarged beyond
depression comes to ask again why You
allowed my birth,
It is then I
fall upon my knees, just knowing You Are
and I can
seek Your answers and roll onto You my
stormy winds blow madly, and hail
fiercely smites my barge,
waves are crashing over, threatening,
dark and large,
It is then I
go for comfort, into my secret place,
For my safety
and my hope is found in Your loving,
So today I
come before You, my worrisome cares I
grateful heart of love as well, to lay
before You, My King!
Again I bow
in worship, again I lift my praise,
to You, the
One True, Living G-d, may I serve You
all my days!
And when my
race is over, and the final victory won,
may I then
bring only worship to the Throne of Your
For whom I
fight life's battles, for whom I endure
From whom I
wish to hear that day, "Well done, my
child, well done!"
Lord, let my
soul reflect Your love, let my
abandonment be real,
may my heart
resound to things above, not be lost in
some religious zeal!
Be my center,
my soul's sun, let my all revolve on
this flesh alone, pin it Lord to
faithful guide, on my darkness shine
Let me ever,
by Your side, walk with You through
precious King, until You are my all in
desire, each precious thing, be
abandoned at Your call!
And though in
life a failure be, I know that all will
not be lost,
We may not
choose the prices paid, yet we are
taught to count the cost!
can compare with Thee! Nothing is so
great a price!
Your Love is
worth all fortunes won, there's nothing
else that can suffice!
So let me
follow faithful Lord, let me not lose
sight of Thee,
hold my hand
through darkest night, and tempests high
I will not flee!
Be my vision,
clear and true, be my life, my hopes, my
reflect only You, and find in You all
At Your feet
I lay it down, all my glory, all my
nearness of Yourself, for the Glory of
Gather all I
am to You, You have won me fair and
and then take
all You're making too, and Holy, I'll be
And though I
would abandon all, abandoned, Lord, I
would not be,
help me leave
all flesh behind, for the Glory, Lord,
that's found in Thee!
The season of
Pesach is with us once more,
a time for
renewal, of cleansing and more.
A time of
Salvation from disobedience' curse,
a time for
remembering all that is worse!
A time for
remembering from whence we came,
a time to be
grateful that He took our shame!
A time for
remembering our slavery too,
spent in bondage - and that we are
A time for
Teshuvah, getting back to His Word,
ears and hearts, to be sure we heard!
A time for
obedience, evil urges to ban,
a time for
aliya, back to His Ruach and plan!
A time for
home coming, Avinu awaits,
A time for
rejoicing as He celebrates...
The time that
is coming when we'll all be home!
And in New
Jerusalem, never to roam!
Teshuvah, The Fruit of Shavuot
If daily I
still face defeat, my trust in G-d is
For He the
victor works in me, to lead me in great
Instead of fretting over waves, I should
steadfastly seek the One who saves;
speaking what else I see, I should Shout
His Torah over me!
yielding to depression's claim, I should
daily call upon His Name;
please work until, I yield solely to
comes once again, Torah, Ruach pour down
kill the flesh in me, break its bonds
and set me free!
Free me to be
more faithful still, seeking nothing but
Your loving will;
that it is NOT about ME, but Your Good
plan for eternity!
Shalom I will daily rest, in Your
Tzidkenu I will pass each test;
And when I
see Adonai, the Holy One, He'll smile at
me and say, "Well done!"
my trust will be complete, and laying
trophies at His feet;
No more I'll
fret or strive or roam, I'll be with
Him! At last, at Home!
Honor of the Day
father's were like my Father G-d, the
world would not be so cold, so dark and
so odd, for there would be no hearts
broken, abandoned and torn, no children
forsaken, in terror, forlorn.
all power, all wisdom, all love. My
Father's always watching, by His Spirit
from above. My Father's all blessing,
all goodness and light, He never, ever,
leaves me, especially at night!
My Father has
provided a wonderful home, I can live
with Him forever, if I do not choose to
roam. My father has provided a way to be
blessed, He never meant for me to be
sick, down or stressed!
My Father is
so loving and mercifully kind, there is
never a time when I am not on His mind!
He thinks of me often, and then let's me
know, that He's here when I need Him
wherever I go!
My father, My
Hero, the love of my life, He saved me,
He keeps me apart from all strife.
Protected and separate from all sin and
harm, and ever so safe in His powerful
arms. Delivered from all of the curses
of sin, delivered to blessing, all
battles to win!
this Father's Day, my counsel to you is
to be like our Father, whatever you do!
Take time to know Him and learn of His
ways, and soon you'll be most blessed
and worthy of praise!
up like eagles, singing victory's song,
You'll conquer the flesh as you learn
right from wrong! He will bless you with
love, of a faithful, good wife, and
you'll live a long, prosperous,
He will lead
you and guide you to eternity, He will
feed you and rest you in His victory! He
will see that you get the training you
need, to be the man that He made you, so
step up and lead!
rewards those who follow His words, He
answers the faithful, every prayer He
has heard. He will never abandon those
who answer His call, but makes them
victorious, so come one, and come all!
Only You be
in my heart, Only You come through my
Only You now shine Your
light, casting forth all gloom and
Only You walk
out in front, may I follow every move,
and if I should step off the path,
gently help me find Your groove.
Words would I say, Only Your thoughts
would I think,
Only Your food would
I eat, Only from Your water drink,
vibrate with Your love, and lay aside
all sin and strife,
Until I only
bleed Your blood, and every breath
breathes out Your Life!
Then when I'm
pressed, or harried strong, Your
sweetness will flow out e'er long,
And, one day, I'll completely be, a
living sacrifice for Thee!
Earnest Plea for Deliverance
a "Grafted-in" branch)
I'm not born
Hebrew, but I'm born again,
does that put me with You?
becoming a child of Abraham,
so, does that
not make me a Jew?
Yet, I'm told
that I have no place in Your Land,
I'm told that
I can not live there,
I somehow can
not get my heart to understand,
and I don't
fit in anywhere!
Yeshua, come quickly to me,
country I am,
there are no
people who seem to want me,
where, it seems, I can stand!
You said You came to deliver us!
and set us free, from all this misery!
deliver us! There's a land You promised
deliver us to
that promised land! }
I'm told that
You didn't mean us to wait,
should have Your Kingdom now,
everything I know seems up for debate,
and I just
can't seem to know how!
Adonai, come and show us the way,
here we are
seeking Your face!
If Israel is
not where we should go,
come and make us a place!
Yeshua, speak clearly to me,
voices I hear!
unlearning! How can I ever see -
come make it all clear!
deliver us! Adonai, deliver us!
Christian to be Jew, but I want to
deliver us! Did Your promise exclude us?
Deliver us to
the promise land! Soon, deliver us to
the promised land!}
clamor of the day, before the fury
Let me seek
You in the Way and find Your gracious
Let me hear
Your Truth and Love, and soak it into
Take away the
blinders Lord, let me see what is to be.
Let me walk
beside You Lord, holding fast Your hand,
winds rise up, then Lord, I'll find Your
strength to stand!
Let me stand
for righteousness, even if I stand
Let me stand
one day, by Your grace, before Your
Now I come
for Grace, Dear Lord, "Have mercy
please!", I cry,
short of Your mark again, I've no decent
heart, Oh G-d, cleanse me of all that
Then may Your
Glory, Love and Peace be all my soul
I fall in
worship at Your feet, Your songs of
praise I'll sing,
Until I fall
the final time and rise with new found
Then may I
hear those glorious Words, when victory
I want to
hear You say to me, Well done, my Child,
Have a Blue Christmas (life, existence,
etc.) Without You"!
For all the
merry red and green, a lot of "blue" is
on my scene!
feeling that I get, when I give way, and
start to fret!
I fret for
what our children think, to them, I
fear, I often "stink",
"approve" the mom I've been? I've not
passed all the tests with them?
We need not
bow to others' whims, nor feel we canbe
judged by them!
But I fear
I'm guilty, all too often, of fearing
rejection, which will courage soften!
Yet I must
only "rise or fall", to that ONE JUDGE
who judges all!
For all who
trust Him enough to dare, may kneel and
find His mercy there!
receive judgment from no other -
Husband, Children, Sister, Brother -
For only You,
my Judge and King, can any aught against
serving many things, like Mary serving
King of Kings,
I seem to
bolt between the two, losing my peace as
But again I
lay it all aside, all the striving, all
of who "they"
may perceive I am, that "perfect me" is
such a scam!
Messiah, Prince of Peace! From this
from all the
frantic toil and strife, from hurried,
harried, fleshly life!
must I be, as I find all my Peace in
in Your own Way, be risen in my life
Be Lord and
Savior, Master, King! Ruling over
from every OY, that quietly lurks to
steal my Joy!
Focus, on You Lord! And on Your
Work in me,
Anointed Reason, the LOVE we celebrate
Anointing flow to all, and cause
Teshuvah when they fall!
As the Moon
in darkness reflects Your sun, may my
life reflect Your Anointed ONE!
Authority and Grace, my soul will rule
this hectic pace;
and fears, I therefore release, and
yield to You my Prince of Peace!
Lord, that You always hear, and, when I
run to You, You're always near!
I'm glad for
Peaceful Joy, and, Thanks to You, that
my Christmas will not be so Blue!
One Who Awakens
Rabbi, Lover, Lord)
morning by morning, patiently teach me
dull resistance, sometimes I feel so
The damage of
my former "life" still laying around my
to overlook, it represents defeat,
time, the mental traps, the condemnation
devices of my foe to keep me from the
For if I
sense I can not win, I am less apt to
more easily maintained if one fears the
morning by morning, as lessons come,
light slowly trickles in,
traps, and schemes and chains that keep
me in my sin,
dripping steadily upon a metal chain,
corrodes the links, turning to dust
strongholds of sin and shame!
So little by
little I am made free, by Your patient
As You awaken
me morning by morning, and I meet Your
As I have
come into the light, all sin has been
vanquished, like the mud that's
vanquished with the garden hose!
then, dear Love of mine, teach on, I
want to know
of all Your
ways, for that's the only path on which
I want to
know Your deepest thought, to know Your
You so deeply, Lord, I'll never want to
or stray far
from Your loving care, or Your
but sit and
learn as Mary did, at Your most Holy
devotion day and night, while learning
of Your way,
being more like You, each and every day.
I'll meet You
in the Mornings, Lord, as long as You
And then one
glorious Morning when I close my eyes in
I'll meet You
face to glorious face, and see the eyes
me each morning of my temporary past!
know the endings of each story,
know sweet victory, my Champion I'll
embrace my dearest Love, who fought to
make me whole,
all His Love in me, and taught me to His
Prayer of Devotion
Be my center,
be my sun, let my all revolve on Thee!
my flesh alone, nail it, Lord, to
abandon, and my love be all consuming,
motivation pure, not self-exalting,
Kodesh, shine your light, into the
corners of my soul,
inch is clean and bright, and under Your
night-time, has to go, shadows, specters
all must flee,
when your Son
has given all, and conquered to arise in
become my all, burn, til I am all
I would be
lost within Your call, oh that my spirit
stays in tune!
But it is not
the call I seek, nor only works I strive
May I return
the Love You seek, and give You more
than You deserve!
And soon, at
least I want to hope, that one day soon
I'll see Your face, and step from this
world's shadow-life, into Your perfect,
day, You are my light - my sun - my fire
- reflect in me,
Your light, as does the moon, so that
the darkened world may see...
Your Love for
them, which burns so hot, and longs to
see them all return, And until You have
that Joy, Dear God, Please, light my
fire and let me burn!