Isaiah 66:1-2 "Thus says the Lord; Heaven is My throne, And earth is My footstool. Where is the house that you will build Me?
And where is the place of My rest? For all those things My hand has made, And all those things exist." says the Lord.
"But on this one will I look: On him who is poor and of a contrite spirit. And who trembles at My word." (NKJV)
Y' varech 'cha YHVH May The Lord bless you and keep
v'yish 'm' recha, Ya-eir YHVH you. May His face shine upon you
panav eilecha vichu-necha. and be gracious unto you. May the
Yisa YHVH panav ei-lecha Lord lift up His countenance upon
v'yaseim l' cha. Shalom you, and give you peace.
Sh’ma Yisrael – Hear O’ Yisrael
Sh’ma Yisrael YHVH El–lo–hay –noo YHVH
Ba-rooch shame k’vode mahl-choo-toe L’oh-lahm vah-ed
Hear O’ Israel, YHVH is our God, YHVH is One, Blessed is the name, His glorious kingdom is forever
Vah-hav-tah et YHVH Elo-he-cha b’chol L’vahv-cha
oo-v’chol nahf-sh’cha, oo-v’chol m’oh-deh-cha
And you shall love YHVH your God with all you heart, with all your soul and with all your might
Vah-hav-ta L’ray-ah cha ka-moe-cha
And you shall love your neighbor as yourself
MY PEOPLE, YOU HAVE TOUCHED ONLY THE FRINGES.
YES, YOU HAVE LINGERED ON THE SHORELINES.
LAUNCH OUT ON THE VAST SEA OF
MY MIGHTY POWER AND LIMITLESS RESOURCES.
FOR IF YOU WOULD ENTER INTO ALL THAT I HAVE FOR YOU,
YOU MUST WALK BY FAITH UPON THE WATERS.
YOU MUST FOREVER RELINQUISH YOUR DOUBTS;
AND YOUR THOUGHTS OF SELF-PRESERVATION
YOU MUST FOREVER CAST ASIDE.
FOR I WILL CARRY YOU, AND I WILL SUSTAIN YOU BY MY POWER
IN THE WAYS THAT I HAVE CHOSEN AND PREPARED FOR YOU.
YOU SHALL NOT TAKE EVEN THE FIRST STEP IN YOUR OWN STRENGTH.
FOR YOU ARE NOT ABLE IN YOURSELF----
EVEN AS FLESH IS ALWAYS UNABLE TO WALK THE WAY OF THE SPIRIT.
BUT MY ARM SHALL UPHOLD YOU,
AND THE POWER OF MY SPIRIT SHALL BEAR YOU UP.
YES, YOU WILL WALK UPON THE WAVES,
AND THE STORM WILL ONLY DRIVE YOU MORE QUICKLY TO THE DESIRED PORT.
CHART AND COMPASS YOU SHALL NOT NEED,
FOR MY SPIRIT WILL DIRECT YOUR GOINGS,
AND ARE NOT THE WINDS HELD IN MY FISTS?
BE NOT FEARFUL BUT BELIEVING.
WRITTEN BY FRANCES J. ROBERTS
STANDING ON THE MOUNT OF OLIVES WITH THE TEMPLE MOUNT BEHIND US