He’s my light. Bing! He shines, radiates affirmation energy, an uplifting that you know comes from an undying source.
He’s my Yeshuwah. Hebrew for rescue, protection, liberation. The name we call his Son by.
If Father is Light to me, if Father is Liberation to me,
Then whom should I be afraid of? And who should intimidate me?
Many things are trying to trap me in darkness,
But Light and Liberation are clinging to me,
Following me like loyal companions.
Father is with me.
Father is the one who holds my life.
Again, who could even touch me?
When the dark side attacks me in the night,
Threatening to suffocate me,
It is the dark side that is rebuked and humiliated.
Even if everything in life opposed me,
If the government came after me,
If the systems accused me,
If the strong-willed judged me,
If the haters tried to harm me,
If everyone forgot about me,
If all the help neglected me,
My heart wouldn’t be afraid.
Even if entire societies raged against me in an uproar,
I would still be confident.
I’m only asking Father for one thing.
And there’s only one thing I’m looking for.
To dwell in his house, as he dwells in my house,
All the days of my life.
To gaze on his beauty,
And to interact with the One within me.
I don’t have to worry about anything else
Because it’s all taken care of.
Even when I’m having a bad day,
And everything’s going wrong for me,
He promises to protect me in our house.
He hides me away.
We have secret places we go that no one else knows about.
Even in public places, we reside in secret.
In that place behind the scenes,
He is always exalting me.
On the highest peak I am shining for him.
So even when everybody’s shaking fingers at me,
I am secure in my high honor.
In our sacred shared spaces, I will offer Father my heart,
With bellowing laughter and shrieks of joy.
And then I will sing with all my heart,
And I will compose music just for him.
Oh dear Father, respond when I address you.
Overlook my mistakes.
Wash them away like they never were.
My heart of hearts whispers,
“Look for his dear face.”
Your face, Father, I look for it.
Don’t deny me access to you. Don’t be angry at me.
You’ve always helped me.
Don’t reject me. Don’t abandon me.
Oh Father. Oh Yeshuwah. Liberator.
Teach me how you do it Father. How you think, speak, and act. Teach me to do it too.
Lead me straight ahead with no detours,
Because my oppressors are trying to get me off track.
Don’t let Satan get what he wants with me.
And anyone who wishes harm against me, don’t let them ever see it.
You know how all these ridiculous accusations are in the air, against me.
They are blatantly opposing me.
But like I said, I will stay confident of this:
I will see the goodness of my Father on this side of life.
Wait for Father, everyone.
Be strong and take courage in your heart.
Wait for Father. Trust me on this.