Simcha 05

FAITH AND THE COLD RIVER

 

I walk along my favorite river, a river that runs fast and wide. A river that countless generations of fish have called home. A river over which many of God’s creatures have drawn strength. A river made especially for me.

I look at the scenery, a gift from the Master, trees that reach up to touch God’s hands, quiet meadows that proclaim His very glory, unmovable mountains. The beauty and majesty that is in no way a mistake, just like my tiny life here on Earth.

The voice of God calls to me, asks me to come and be refreshed. Something special I have for you today, come in and you will be blessed. I struggle as I obey, the water cold and numbing, chilling down to the very bone.

Walk He says, walk upstream and see what has been waiting for you, something you will treasure and adore. The water flows as if through me now, no way can I disobey. I will turn aside and see what awaits me at my destination.

My journey is not long as I search for my prize, whatever it may be, which the God has beckoned me. Out a little farther now, just a little deeper and you will see what I have for you. I have to obey, no other choice.

Four more steps and He says, and then just look down. Oh, what surprise and what delight, a piece of gold. Not a small flake of the precious item but a large piece, placed there from time immemorial, just for me.

Take the rock God has placed there for you, I hear the voice say. It was fashioned and formed for you, it’s beauty you cannot deny. Fear enters my mind with such great advance, fear of freezing chill that will shake my very being. What should I do, I cry to the Lord.

The still small voice of the one who loves me tells me to step out in faith, that He will keep me safe and warm while I reach for my prize. “You can do all things through Me”. I am told not to fear for the momentary discomfort will lead to years of blessed contentment.

Knowing that I’m held safely in the arms of the very personage of love and faith, I take the plunge, a very cold plunge. Immersed in the cold fluid and chilled to the core I reach out, blessed to discover the rock much bigger than I imagined. I struggle to raise the gift of God out of the water, my struggle not in vain for the nugget is magnificent.

Reaching the surface I gasp for air and hold up my gift, a gift from my Father in Heaven. A material used for generations to make crowns and royal instruments is in my hands, a gift for me. With happiness abundant I forget the cold and chill and leap for joy.

A different joy starts to replace me and I marvel that anything could replace the joy of my prize. What can this new joy mean, what can it be? Again, the still small voice proclaims to me words much more precious than the prize I just attained. Faith was imparted to me that day, faith to step into areas cold and bleak. Faith, to know that He has his hands on us all throughout our seemingly insignificant lives, and the faith to reach out for what appears unattainable and know that we will grasp it someday.

Copyright Holy Spirit 12/31/1996 David Ben Yakov

JESUS IS LORD OF ALL

 

JESUS IS LORD NO MATTER WHAT YOUR OPINION,

THE RULER OF THE UNIVERSE AND EVEN YOUR DOMINION,

THOUGH MANY WOULD DENY HIS KINGLY TITLE RIGHT NOW,

REST ASSURED THAT SOMEDAY,

AT HIS GODLY FEET THEY’LL BOW,

FOR EVERY PERSON ON THIS EARTH,

THOSE LIVING AND THOSE DEAD,

WILL SOMEDAY HAVE TO SEE HIS FACE,

IN HAPPINESS OR DREAD,

FOR EVERYONE ESPECIALLY HERE

HAS HAD A CHANCE TO KNOW HIM,

AND MOST HAVE GONE THE WICKED WAY

BUT SOME THEIR LOVE BESTOW HIM,

I FEAR FOR THOSE WHO SHUN HIS LOVE

AND SPIT INTO HIS FACE,

WHO CHOOSE SOME FLEETING PLEASURE

OVER EVERLASTING GRACE,

THEY VAINLY DO ALL THE THINGS THEY DO,

THEIR LIVES SO VERY SHORT,

THEY TAKE IN ALL UNGODLY THINGS,

ALL NEEDLESS THINGS THEY SPORT,

I HOPE AND PRAY FOR THEM OH LORD,

THAT YOU WILL SHOW THEM LIGHT,

AND WHERE THE DARKNESS RULES RIGHT NOW

YOU’LL SHINE SO VERY BRIGHT,

TAKE THE WORDS THEY’VE HEARD OF YOU

AND FILL THEIR EMPTY HEARTS,

AND FILL THAT GOD SHAPED VOID IN THEM

AND GIVE THEM A NEW START,

FOR MY DESIRE MY DEAR LORD

IS THAT ALL MEN WILL KNOW YOU,

THE SAME WAY THAT I DO DEAR LORD

WITH BLESSINGS TO BESTOW YOU,

I’LL TRY TO TELL THEM ALL OH LORD

AND I’LL BE GREATLY FERVENT,

SO YOU WILL SOMEDAY CALL ME LORD

“YOUR GOOD AND FAITHFUL SERVANT”.

COPYRIGHT HOLY SPIRIT 11/16/1996 DAVID BEN YAKOV

WITNESS FOR THE LORD

 

I’VE HEARD THE GREAT COMMISSION

AND I HAVE TO SAY I’M SORRY,

FOR WHILE I KNOW WE ALL SHOULD PREACH

I DELAY AND I WORRY,

I’VE NEVER BEEN TO ELOQUENT

IN MANNER OR IN SPEECH,

I’VE NEVER FOUND IT EASY LORD

TO COUNSEL OR TO TEACH,

YOU SAID YOU’D GIVE ME WORDS TO SAY

JUST WHEN THE TIME WAS RIGHT,

AND THAT YOU’D GIVE ME BOLDNESS

WHEN THINGS STARTED GETTING TIGHT,

THE WORDS JUST STICK INSIDE ME LORD,

I TRY, THEY JUST WON’T COME,

OPPORTUNITY HAVING PASSED ME BY

I START TO FEEL REAL DUMB,

AND THEN I FEEL SO VERY BAD,

AS THOUGH I’VE LET YOU DOWN,

ANOTHER SOUL MIGHT BURN IN HELL

BECAUSE MY MOUTH WAS BOUND,

BUT THEN I DO REMEMBER

THERE ARE WITNESSES GALORE,

SOMETIMES WORDS DON’T DO THE TRICK,

THAT EYES TOO CAN KEEP SCORE,

FOR PEOPLE WITNESS WHAT WE DO,

OBSERVE OUR EVERY MOTION,

THEY WATCH TO SEE THE WAY WE’LL ACT

IN TURMOIL AND COMMOTION,

FOR WHEN THEY SEE OUR PEACE INSIDE

IT CAUSES THEM TO SAY,

THE TURMOIL DIDN’T BOTHER THEM,

I’D LIKE TO BE THAT WAY,

AND WHEN THE WORLD IS PRESSING IN,

IT SEEMS FROM EVERY SIDE,

THEY SEE THE SHADOW OF YOUR OUTSTRETCHED WINGS

IS WHERE WE HIDE,

AND AT A SPECIAL MOMENT LORD

THEY SOMETIMES ASK OF ME,

WHY ARE YOU NOW SO PEACEFUL,

AND SO HAPPY AND SO FREE,

IT’S THEN THE DOOR IS OPENED LORD

AND I TELL THEM OF YOUR NAME,

I TELL THEM IT’S NOT REALLY ME,

THEN YOU I DO ACCLAIM,

I TELL THEM I WAS ONCE A MAN

QUITE DIFFERENT THAN TODAY,

I CURSED AND TOOK ALL KINDS OF DRUGS

TO HELP ME FEEL THIS WAY,

I TELL THEM THAT ONE DAY I FOUND

I COULD NOT LIVE ALONE,

THAT I WAS FULL OF SIN

FOR WHICH I NEVER COULD ATONE,

I TELL THEM OF MY LORD ON HIGH

WHO’S ALWAYS BY MY SIDE,

WHO CARED SO MUCH FOR FOR ME

HE GAVE HIS LIFE FOR ME AND DIED,

I TELL THEM YOUR ATONING DEATH

REMOVED MY SIN AND MY GUILT,

AND SINCE THE DAY I ASKED YOU IN

A NEW HOUSE HAS BEEN BUILT,

TELLING THEM THAT I’M THAT HOUSE

AND JESUS LIVES INSIDE,

A BRAND NEW HOME IS WHERE

YOUR HOLY SPIRIT DOES ABIDE,

I TELL THEM THAT THE GOOD IN ME

IS REALLY ONLY YOU,

AND THAT I’M NOT THE ONLY HOUSE,

THERE’S REALLY QUITE A FEW,

AND IF THE TIME IS RIGHT DEAR LORD,

I LEAD THEM RIGHT TO YOU,

LETTING YOU TAKE OVER THEN

MY HARD WORK IS THEN THROUGH,

LESSONS BEING LEARNED THROUGH THIS,

NO MATTER WHAT THEY’VE HEARD,

A HOLY LIFE LIVED FOR THE LORD

WILL BACK UP EVERY WORD.

COPYRIGHT HOLY SPIRIT 11/16/1996 DAVID BEN YAKOV

Note: Some churches will heap great amounts of condemnation of people who don’t directly witness to people on a daily basis and bring new people to church all of the time.

Other churches won’t browbeat their parishioners too bad but will give credit to those who bring in more souls than others do.

This poem is to comfort those who don’t witness with their words, but do so with their lives.

TWO CAN LOVE GOD BETTER THAN ONE

 

TWO CAN SURE LOVE ME MUCH BETTER THAN ONE,

ONE CAN GIVE PEACE TO ONE UNDER THE GUN,

ONE WHO’S THE FORTRESS PROTECTS ONE WHO’S WEAK,

ONE GIVES ADVICE TO THE ONE WHO WILL SEEK,

ONE SHOWS COMPASSION TO THE ONE WHO NEEDS LOVE,

ONE GIVES A PUSH WHEN ONE NEEDS A SHOVE,

ONE TO CONFIRM GOD’S WILL IN A MATTER,

ONE WHO CAN SEW WHEN A SOUL GETS SO TATTERED,

TWO JUST THE SAME BUT DIFFERENTLY GIFTED,

WILL HELP ONE ANOTHER WHEN EACH NEED BE LIFTED,

SO THIS IS HOW TWO CAN LOVE BETTER THAN ONE,

THIS ONLY ACCOMPLISHED THROUGH JESUS MY SON,

SO LOVE ME TOGETHER, BE STRENGTH FOR EACH ONE,

FOR ONE MAKES A FORTRESS BUT WITH TWO THE WAR’S WON.

COPYRIGHT HOLY SPIRIT 01/15/1997 DAVID BEN YAKOV

GOD – MY HOLY REFINER

 

THE DAY I WAS BORN YOU MADE ME OF CLAY,

A MOLDABLE OBJECT TO FASHION YOUR WAY,

BUT ONE DAY OF IRON THE CLAY HAD BECOME,

WITH HARDNESS OF HEART, TO THE WORLD I SUCCUMBED,

I LIVED TO MYSELF, FULL OF RUST AND DECAY,

IGNORING YOU LORD, I DEVISED MY OWN WAY,

BECAUSE OF THE HARDNESS I THEN TURNED TO STEEL,

THE HARDEST OF METAL, MY WILL DID ANNEAL,

AND NO ONE COULD TOUCH ME, THIS METAL SO FIRM,

NO PERSON WOULD DARE CROSS SUCH A GREAT BIRM,

I HATED MY FAMILY, MY FRIENDS AND THE STRANGER,

I TRUSTED NO ONE AND IN PEOPLE SAW DANGER,

THEN ONE DAY YOU BROKE THROUGH AND SHOWED ME MY SOUL,

BEING SIN AND CORRUPTION, A RUSTING STEEL BOWL,

NOW BEING DISTRESSED CRYING “WHAT SHALL I DO”,

I CRIED OUT, “PLEASE JESUS NOW MAKE ME ANEW”,

AND TO MY SURPRISE I WAS NOW MADE OF GOLD,

A METAL SO PRECIOUS THAT YOU COULD NOW MOLD,

BUT AFTER A WHILE I TARNISHED, BUT MINOR,

A METAL NOW READY FOR A HOLY REFINER,

THIS METAL NOW SMELTED IN YOUR HOLY FLAME,

YOU SKIMMED OFF THE DROSS, I CANNOT BE THE SAME,

FOR EACH TIME I’M SMELTED WITH SUCH FERVENT HEAT,

THE GOLD BECOMES SOFTER AND EASY TO BEAT,

SO LORD ALWAYS MELT ME, REFINE ME ANEW,

TILL SOMEDAY I’M PERFECT, A CROWN JUST FOR YOU.

COPYRIGHT HOLY SPIRIT 01/27/1997 DAVID BEN YAKOV

Break My Will

BREAK MY WILL

 

PLEASE BREAK MY WILL, I PRAY MY DEAR LORD,

TO LIVE BY MY WILL I’LL NO LONGER AFFORD,

WHEN I LIVE BY MY WILL I GET INTO TROUBLE,

DENYING YOUR WILL TURNS MY LIFE INTO RUBBLE,

I’VE TRIED IT OH LORD, YES MANY TIMES PAST,

THE RESULT OF MY WILL LEFT ME WEAK AND AGHAST,

IT MADE ME FEEL LONELY AND REALLY BEFUDDLED,

MY MIND FILLED WITH QUESTIONS AND REALLY SO MUDDLED,

PLEASE HELP ME TO LEARN LORD, TO DO THINGS YOUR WAY,

TO ACT ON YOUR WORDS AND TO DO WHAT YOU SAY,

AND HELP ME TO HEAR YOU WHEN YOU DO THE TALKING,

TO OBEY YOU WITH GLADNESS NO FUSSING OR BALKING,

NOW MY FIRST DESIRE, TO SERVE YOU WITH GLADNESS,

DENYING THE WORLD, MYSELF AND MY BADNESS,

SO LORD HEAR THIS PRAYER AND USE ME FOR YOU,

IN ALL OF MY SPEECH AND EACH THING THAT I DO,

AND GUIDE ME IN GOODNESS AND KINDNESS MY FRIEND,

TILL I DRAW MY LAST BREATH WITH MY LIFE AT ITS END.

Copyright Holy Spirit 01/26/1997 David Ben Yakov

MAKE ME UNLEAVENED BREAD

 

REMOVE THE LEAVEN FROM MY LIFE,

I DON’T WANT TO RISE,

I JUST WANT TO SEEK YOUR FACE,

TO LOOK INTO YOUR EYES,

WHEN LEAVEN STARTS TO ENTER IN,

I REVEL IN MY PRIDE,

A FAULTY FORTRESS BUILT BY ME

AND ON A DOWNWARD SLIDE,

I WANT TO BE YOUR SERVANT,

TO ONLY YOU BE TRUE,

ABIDE IN YOUR MOST HOLY WORD

AND DO THE THINGS YOU TELL ME TO,

AND NEVER LET ME BE PUFFED UP

OR TO EXALT MYSELF,

I CHOOSE TO LIVE MY LIFE IN YOU

AND JUST DENY MYSELF,

AND WHEN YOU SEE PRIDE’S

UGLY HEAD STARTING TO ARISE,

PLEASE WARN ME OF IT MY DEAR LORD

AND OPEN UP MY EYES,

YES MY DESIRE MY DEAR JESUS

JUST TO LIVE FOR YOU,

THAT YOU WILL KNOW I AM SINCERE,

MY EVERY MOTIVE TRUE,

SAVE ME LORD FROM MY OLD SELF

AND ALL I TEND TO BE,

AND HELP ME LORD TO LIVE FOR YOU,

THE ONE WHO SET ME FREE.

Copyright Holy Spirit 01/18/1997 David Ben Yakov

A FEW WORDS OF PRAISE FOR JESUS

 

JESUS MY LORD, YOU NEVER CEASE TO AMAZE ME,

WITH LOVING KINDNESS YOU GUIDE ME AND RAISE ME,

YOUR FORGIVENESS UNENDING, YOUR MERCY SO SURE,

FELLOWSHIP SO HAPPY AND LOVING SO PURE,

YOU SMILE UPON ME AND CALL ME YOUR SON,

AND TREASURE ME LIKE A GREAT GIFT YOU HAVE WON,

FOR THESE THINGS I PRAISE YOU AND SHOUT IT ALOUD,

IN THE QUIET OF MY ROOM OR IN THE MIDST OF A CROWD,

I PRAISE AND EXALT YOU, YOUR NAME LIFTED HIGH,

I BLESS YOU AND WORSHIP, YOUR GLORIES I CRY,

AND I KNOW YOU HEAR ME, AND LOVE WHAT I SAY,

WHENEVER I SING AND WHENEVER I PRAY,

SO HEAR THESE FEW WORDS THAT I’VE WRITTEN TO YOU,

IN DEAR ADORATION THE PRAISE THAT YOU’RE DUE,

AND KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU MUCH MORE EVERY DAY,

AND ALL OF ETERNITY I’LL FEEL THIS WAY.

Copyright Holy Spirit 11/21/1997 David Ben Yakov

STOP FEELING SORRY FOR YOURSELF

 

WHY DO YOU WONDER, WHY DO YOU DOUBT,

WHY DO YOU WORRY AND WHY DO YOU POUT,

WHY DO YOU CONSIDER YOUR PROBLEMS UNIQUE,

AND THAT YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE TENDER AND MEEK,

FOR EVERY SOUL EAST AND EVERY SOUL WEST,

HAVE WORRIES AND TROUBLES THEY’D LIKE TO ARREST,

THEY ALL HAVE THEIR TROUBLES WORRIES AND CARES,

THEY ALL HAVE THEIR HORRORS, CONFUSIONS AND SNARES,

ONE THING THAT I’LL SAY THOUGH, THEY ALL DON’T HAVE ME,

AND I TOOK THE WHIPPING AND DIED ON THE TREE,

AND WHEN I HAD SUFFERED AND HAD BREATHED MY LAST,

I TOOK ALL YOUR PRESENT, YOUR FUTURE AND PAST,

YES ALL OF YOUR HURTS AND ALL YOUR DISTRESS,

I TOOK ALL UPON ME SO YOU CAN BE BLESSED,

I WANT YOU TO KNOW IT WAS HARD ON THAT DAY,

FOR MY LOVING FATHER HAD HIS FACE TURNED AWAY,

AND I FELT SO HELPLESS AND TORN FROM HIS SIDE,

WITH YOUR SIN UPON ME I WEATHERED THE TIDE,

BUT KNOW NOW IT PLEASED HIM TO DO THIS TO ME,

BECAUSE BY MY DEATH YOU ARE TOTALLY FREE,

SO KNOWING THESE THINGS FEEL GLAD FOR YOURSELF,

I TOOK ALL YOUR SORROW AND GAVE YOU MY WEALTH!

Copyright Holy Spirit 4/5/1997 David Ben Yakov

The Lord had me write this poem for a girlfriend who
couldn’t get over the fact that her family wronged her.

Holy, Majestic and Mighty

 

HOLY, MAJESTIC AND MIGHTY IN POWER

IS MY LORD ON HIGH,

IN A PLACE CALLED HEAVEN,

WHERE HE HEARS OUR EVERY CRY,

SENDS HIS MINISTERING ANGELS

TO HELP US ON OUR PATH,

FIGHTING FOR OUR VERY SOULS

AGAINST SATAN’S WRATH,

A LOVING FATHER THAT WE HAVE,

HE SENT HIS ONLY SON,

WHOM BY HIS DEATH DID CONQUER SIN,

ALL BATTLES HE HAS WON,

YES EVERY DAY HE’S WATCHING US

AND KEEPING US FROM WRONG,

TO DRAW US CLOSER TO HIS SIDE,

HIS WILL THAT WE BELONG,

HIS LOVE SO GREAT THAT SOMEDAY SOON

HE’LL CALL US TO HIS THRONE,

ETERNAL BLISS AND RAPTURE

THAT WE’LL NEVER BE ALONE,

SO NOW WE SAY, PLEASE COME LORD JESUS,

ALL IN ONE ACCORD,

BLESSED IS HE WHO COMES IN THE NAME OF THE LORD.

Copyright Holy Spirit 01/13/1997 David Ben Yakov