Upon Shigionoth

And the LORD spake unto Moses, saying,
Speak unto Aaron and unto his sons, saying,
On this wise ye shall bless the children of Israel, saying unto them,

May the LORD bless thee,
and keep thee:

May the LORD make his face shine upon thee,
and be gracious unto thee:

May the LORD lift up his countenance upon thee,
and give thee peace.
And they shall put my name upon the children of Israel,
and I will bless them

Numbers 6: 22-17

This beautiful scriptural song brought to life by Ronen Shalom.
Clouds provided by The Lord.
May He bless you and keep you
and make His face to shine upon you.

In the middle of the night the Holy Spirit woke me up to read this prayer:

A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet.
 On shigionoth *
 LORD, I have heard of your fame;
I stand in awe of your deeds, LORD.
Repeat them in our day,
in our time make them known;
in wrath remember mercy.

 God came from Teman,
the Holy One from Mount Paran.
His glory covered the heavens
and his praise filled the earth.
His splendor was like the sunrise;
rays flashed from his hand,
where his power was hidden.
 Plague went before him;
pestilence followed his steps.
 He stood, and shook the earth;
he looked, and made the nations tremble.
The ancient mountains crumbled
and the age-old hills collapsed—
but he marches on forever.
 I saw the tents of Cushan in distress,
the dwellings of Midian in anguish.

Were you angry with the rivers, LORD?
Was your wrath against the streams?
Did you rage against the sea
when you rode your horses
and your chariots to victory?
 You uncovered your bow,
you called for many arrows.
You split the earth with rivers;
 the mountains saw you and writhed.
Torrents of water swept by;
the deep roared
and lifted its waves on high.

 Sun and moon stood still in the heavens
at the glint of your flying arrows,
at the lightning of your flashing spear.
 In wrath you strode through the earth
and in anger you threshed the nations.
 You came out to deliver your people,
to save your anointed one.
You crushed the leader of the land of wickedness,
you stripped him from head to foot.
With his own spear you pierced his head
when his warriors stormed out to scatter us,
gloating as though about to devour
the wretched who were in hiding.
 You trampled the sea with your horses,
churning the great waters.

 I heard and my heart pounded,
my lips quivered at the sound;
decay crept into my bones,
and my legs trembled.
Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity
to come on the nation invading us.
 Though the fig tree does not bud
and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,
yet I will rejoice in the LORD,
I will be joyful in God my Savior.

The Sovereign LORD is my strength;
he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
he enables me to tread on the heights.

Not knowing what Shigionoth means here is a link that I found this morning:

Friday night, we as drove through the streets of our community praying, everywhere, candles were lit, and flags and banners flying, in memorial. When we got home, and while praying regarding the NY tragegy with the Twin Towers on friday evening, hoping against hope, that some survivors would still be found; God gave me this verse from the Prophet Habakkuk's tephillah in Habakkuk 3:7 ....

No comments:

Related Posts Widget for Blogs by LinkWithin