And that is all.

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Saturday, May 19, 2012


A star will step forth from Ya‘akov
a scepter will arise from Isra’el
to crush the corners of Mo’av 
and destroy all descendants of Shet...

Friday, May 18, 2012

Deep Purple

People who once ate only the best 
lie dying in the streets; 
those who were raised wearing purple
are clawing at piles of garbage.

iLove You 1,000 Ways

I want to sing a song for someone I love, 
a song about my loved one and his vineyard.


Wednesday, May 16, 2012

That's The Way GOD Planned It.

 For the Chief Musician. A psalm of David:

Adonai, you have probed me, and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I stand up,
you discern my inclinations from afar,
you scrutinize my daily activities.
You are so familiar with all my ways
that before I speak even a word, Adonai,
you know all about it already.
You have hemmed me in both behind 
and in front and laid your hand on me.
Such wonderful knowledge is beyond me,
far too high for me to reach.
Where can I go to escape your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
If I climb up to heaven, you are there;
if I lie down in Sh’ol, you are there.
If I fly away with the wings of the dawn
and land beyond the sea,
10 even there your hand would lead me,
your right hand would hold me fast.
11 If I say, “Let darkness surround me,
let the light around me be night,”
12 even darkness like this
is not too dark for you;
rather, night is as clear as day,
darkness and light are the same.
13 For you fashioned my inmost being,
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I thank you because I am awesomely made,
wonderfully; your works are wonders —
I know this very well.
15 My bones were not hidden from you
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes could see me as an embryo,
but in your book all my days were already written;
my days had been shaped
before any of them existed.
17 God, how I prize your thoughts!
How many of them there are!
18 If I count them, there are more 
than grains of sand; 
if I finish the count, 
I am still with you.
19 God, if only you would kill off the wicked!
Men of blood, get away from me!
20 They invoke your name for their crafty schemes;
yes, your enemies misuse it.
21 Adonai, how I hate those who hate you!
I feel such disgust with those who defy you!
22 I hate them with unlimited hatred!
They have become my enemies too.
23 Examine me, God, and know my heart;
test me, and know my thoughts.
24 See if there is in me any hurtful way,
and lead me along the eternal way.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

The Woodcutter's Son

Egypt will hiss like a fleeing serpent
as the enemy advances in force;
they will come against her with axes,
like men who cut down trees. 
 They will chop down her forest,
declares the Lord, dense though it be...

Sugartown has turned so sour
its people angry in their sleep
There's more small-town paranoia
Sweeping down its evil streets -
You can tell it's witching hour
You can feel the spirits rise
When the room goes very quiet
And there's hatred in their eyes -

You better give me the chance
I'll cut you down with a glance
Yeah, with my small axe - so help me,
And tho' I'm only one
And tho' weak I'm strong
And if it comes to the crunch
Then I'm the woodcutter's son

And I'm cutting down the wood for the
good of everyone!

There's a silence when I enter
And a murmur when I leave
I can see their jealous faces
I can feel the ice they breathe

Little Children

Jesus said:
I praise you, Father, 
Lord of heaven and earth, 
because you have hidden these things 
from the wise and learned, 
and revealed them to little children.
Matthew 11 

Monday, May 14, 2012

Prisoner Of Love

 Is not this the kind of fasting
I have chosen: 
to loose the chains of injustice 
and untie the cords of the yoke, 
to set the oppressed free 
and break every yoke?
Isaiah 58

Sunday, May 13, 2012

iCan't See Nobody

 Which is easier: 
to say to this paralyzed man, 
‘Your sins are forgiven,’ 
or to say, 
‘Get up, take your mat and walk’?
Mark 2


My Yiddishe Mama

 “Cursed is anyone 
who dishonors their father or mother.” 
Then all the people shall say, “Amen!”