Tehila, Tehila.

“Vanity upon vanity,
Life is nothing but vanity”,
So thinks the man with no trace of purpose,
Devoid of vision and life ambitions,
Life so lack luster and full of gloom,
A man with no iota of gratitude at all,
Can only see the darkness in the night.

But for me, I’ll never be disillusioned,
For I know there’s more to life than this,
Embedded in the heart of the greatest of all,
Master of the universe, King of all,
Help when needed, comfort at a beckon,
In Him we live, in Him we move,
In Him we have the entirety of our being.

All I need do is be acquitted with Him,
Recognizing Him as the Lord of all,
Not for the gift but the giver Himself,
I’ll raise my arms and hallow His name,
I’ll holler and shout as if I’m insane,
For indeed the reason for my being alive,
Is to declare the praise of His name alone.

Tehila, Tehila, a song of praise,
Worship entrustment, meant for the grateful,
Even when it seems there’s no hope at all,
That’s when I’ll sing a song, Tehila, Tehila!

Life could be vanity, nothing but vanity,
But when it’s beheld through the eyes of hope,
Faced with a gratitude for the fact that it’s there,
Embraced with the optimism of a woman in labor,
Looked upon with eyes full of gratefulness,
Thanks to the One able to do abundance,
More than we think, ask or imagine,
Then the surety can be there in the mind of all,
The reason we live is to praise His name.

Hands lifted in worship, praising His name,
He who with a blast of His nose alone,
Parted into two the sea that was red,
He rides on winds, using the earth as a slipper,
His name I will praise form now till then,
I’ll sing a song to worship my King and Lover,
Tehila, Tehila, my song of praise.

God’s Specialty

With a smile so radiant,
Who wouldn’t be intoxicated?
With laughter so merry,
Who wouldn’t be delighted?
Heart so large and warm,
Who wouldn’t be captivated?

You are one of God’s specialties,
In His best mood He made you,
Everything in their right proportions,
And behold they were good.

The moon, always coming out nightly,
To catch even just a glimpse,
Of God’s very specialty,

The sun can’t wait till morning,
To shine forth its rays of affection,
Upon the one it’s fallen in love with,
God’s very specialty;

The gazelles, they blush in shyness,
At the passing of one so gorgeous,

Even the very birds of the air,
They reserve their best of pitch,
So when they sing in the morning,
It’s for the best of His creations,

The wind so gentle and cool,
Can’t help but seize every opportunity,
To caress God’s very specialty,
In its own way saying you’re deeply loved.

And humanity, ah! the most expressive,
Can’t help but stare in wonder,
At the beauty of God’s specialty,
Not only in the container,
But the content so well ventilated,
Outrightly transcendental!

How can beauty and charisma,
Superiority and humility,
Majesty and servitude,
And a heart so full of love,
Be found in just one personality?
Impossible it seemed to men,

But on the mountains will I shout,
Making them know that I’ve found just that,
All contained in God’s own specialty,
A gem, a rarity, a miracle: You.

I wish...

I wish I was a loner,
With an ability to survive all alone,
Needing nobody at all,
And needed by none,
I wish I could live forever,
All by myself.

Safe from the prying eyes of others,
From the probing noses of family,
Saved the agony of forever involvement,
Always asked ‘how are you?’
Sleep and wake at my own pace,
I wish I could live forever,
All by myself.

A lone tree standing tall,
Its root firm and deep in the soil,
Needing no friends nor foes,
Devoid of reliance on others,
Total annihilation quite welcome,
I wish I could live forever,
All by myself.

Then I could avoid all involvements,
I could make decisions consulting noone,
I could lounge, work or play at will,
With noone to ask, "what doest thou?"
No fear of rejection nor hurt emotions,
I wish i could live forever,
All by myself.

But nobody can survive as an island,
Needing and needed by none,
Friends and families alike,
Though atimes could be a burden,
Make a man who he is,
Even the dead in the pit of the earth,
Accompany themselves till their fate is known