Son of Man

Son of Man

Daniel depicted you breathtakingly, Oh Son of man.
Power surpassing all, even the World’s strongest man.
A Proven descendant from the Royal-line of King David.
Yeshua the man, for years so wrongly misunderstood

The Enigma, connecting this entire-world & breaking it.
Misunderstood by Christians with agendas & doctrines;
Despised by his beloved Jewish community for centuries.
While other faiths defy his Holy works, with utmost ease.

Heroes, tyrants, Inspiring legends have come and gone.
Yet millions believe & love you even after years bygone.
The one’s who do not believe you, still use your name;
Casting out demons, diseases with absolutely no shame

The Ideal & everlasting example of a Torah-abiding Jew.
Men devoting their lifes to Hashem are drawn to this view.
Rabbi Yitzhak kaduri revealed he had met you, Oh Messiah;
Grace you give to those who love your father, Halleluyah!

Yeshua Hamaschiach, you are worthy of every accolade.
The true People’s-champion who helps anyone afraid.
Sacrificing your noble-life for undesirables that prayed,
Giving hope to your sheep when everything is delayed.

Son of Man, there will never be anyone close to you,
The Rightful King, the Chosen one, Hashem’s blessed son;
My Inspiration to be righteous, best reason to love Israel.
Thank you Yeshua, for everything good is you in the Bible.

By John B. Martyn

The Great Y-H-W-H

The Great Y-H-W-H

Holy are you, merciful creator of my life.
You who look down on this pathetic low-life.
Imparting me with Joy, amidst my strife.
Praising you is the greatest honor of my life!
 

Your patience surpasses any being in existence,
Bringing lost-souls back with supernatural guidance.
The miracles you do, give me enough credence;
 To the intimidating power of your awesome brilliance.

Your enemies know they have been defeated.
Yet convince themselves still, & get baited.
They encourage one other, to feel bolstered.
And still march on to fight you, completely witless.

Mighty Y-H-W-H, controller of all things.
You make the proud kneel, baffled & humbled.
And the weak to be rescued by your elite angels.
You control Good & Bad, which explains battles!

Praise you Y-H-W-H, the only being truly noble.

 

by B, John Martyn