Originally posted on October 24, 2019 @ 12:08 pm
Saturday is the seventh day, and the holy Sabbath of Yahuah. Today is a day of prayerful reflection, holy speech to one another and fellowship with Him, family and friends with Yahuah firmly enthroned as the center of our lives.
We live among the lost in the rapidly decomposing world, but those among us who are known by Him will be flames of light of the lamp of Truth, fueled by His Word and our obedience to His perfect, eternal commands and holy days.
We are called to face Him and respond according to His Will.
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Translation from the original Irish text
English translation by Mary Byrne (1905)
Be thou my vision O Lord of my heart
None other is aught but the King of the seven heavens.
Be thou my meditation by day and night.
May it be thou that I behold even in my sleep.
Be thou my speech, be thou my understanding.
Be thou with me, be I with thee
Be thou my father, be I thy son.
Mayst thou be mine, may I be thine.
Be thou my battle-shield, be thou my sword.
Be thou my dignity, be thou my delight.
Be thou my shelter, be thou my stronghold.
Mayst thou raise me up to the company of the angels.
Be thou every good to my body and soul.
Be thou my kingdom in heaven and on earth.
Be thou solely chief love of my heart.
Let there be none other, O high King of Heaven.
Till I am able to pass into thy hands,
My treasure, my beloved through the greatness of thy love
Be thou alone my noble and wondrous estate.
I seek not men nor lifeless wealth.
Be thou the constant guardian of every possession and every life.
For our corrupt desires are dead at the mere sight of thee.
Thy love in my soul and in my heart —
Grant this to me, O King of the seven heavens.
O King of the seven heavens grant me this —
Thy love to be in my heart and in my soul.
With the King of all, with him after victory won by piety,
May I be in the kingdom of heaven O brightness of the son.
Beloved Father, hear, hear my lamentations.
Timely is the cry of woe of this miserable wretch.
O heart of my heart, whatever befall me,
O ruler of all, be thou my vision.
Shalom – Jerry
Blessed be the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight: Psalm 144:1