YAHUAH STUDIOS

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One son knows my voice, one son waits to hear the sound
One grew up knowing my words, one name I speak when I bow down
Before your hands could reach for mine, before your eyes could see
Both of you were in my heart before you both knew me

From Your Earthly Father
Two Men of Yahudah
Barak YAHUAH
Our ALUAH

Before you knew my voice, I was calling out your name
Before you felt my arms, I was praying just the same
One son knows my laughter, one son hasn't heard the sound
Miles can stretch between us, but love still holds its ground
Days can make the waiting long, they can't change where you belong
Before you knew my voice, you were living in my song

Son, I watched you slow the room when pressure moved too fast
You watched, you weighed, you chose the step, and made the moment last

You saw me rise, you saw me fall, saw comfort rearranged
You learned from every loss I took, not only what I explained
You called me just to hear my voice, no favor in your tone
That simple conversation made the distance feel like home

When you come, we'll read it slow, let Scripture be the key
Then weigh the words your father says, don't take them just from me

Deuteronomy thirty-one verses nineteen and twenty-one

Now therefore write ye this song for you
And teach it the children of Yahsharal
Put it in their mouths
That this song may be a witness

For it shall not be forgotten
Out of the mouths of their seed

Son, I haven't heard your laugh or watched you drift to sleep
But love can root before a touch, and Palal can reach that deep
Before your fingers reached for mine, before you knew my tone
Your name was living in my chest, you never stood alone

If you hear this years from now, don't carry grown folks' pain
You don't have to choose a side to know I spoke your name
I won't hand you bitterness or teach you who to blame
I'll point you to the Book and let YAHUAH weigh each claim

Distance held the days apart, it never changed my care
I haven't held your little hand, but kept your name in prayer

Before you knew my voice
Love had already made its choice

Psalms seventy-eight verses four and seven

We will not hide them from their children
Shewing to the generation to come
The praises of YAHUAH
And his strength
And his wonderful works that he hath done

That they might set their hope in YAHUAH
And not forget the works of YAHUAH
But keep his mitzvot

Don't inherit how I rushed, inherit how I learned
I reached before the season came, then lived through what it burned

Men of Yahudah, plant your feet where truth is found
Strong enough to stand set apart, humble enough to bow down
Learn the language of the land, but keep your worship whole
Daniel stood inside the court, but Babylon never owned his soul

I want to raise you toward the Father, not make you mirror me
When human voices clash, let Scripture govern what you see
Test every voice and test its fruit before it shapes your creed
If mine can't stand the Book, then mine ain't what you need

YAHUAH, teach my children, then teach their father too
Help me carry without crushing, make my walk agree with You
Give without controlling, guard without a chain
Correct without destroying, let Your mercy govern pain

You carried us as children through the nations' noise
You kept calling from the Book while we forgot Your voice
When I ache for sons at distance, let the ache refine my choice
Teach me to father like the Father till my sons can hear Your voice

Jeremiah thirty-one verses sixteen, seventeen, and twenty

Refrain thy voice from weeping
And thine eyes from tears
For thy work shall be rewarded

There is hope in thine end
That thy children shall come again
To their own border

Is Ephraim my dear son
I do earnestly remember him still
I will surely have mercy upon him

Jubilees one verses thirty-five through thirty-six

I shall be their Father
And they will be My children
They will know that these are My children
And that I am their Father
In uprightness and righteousness
And that I love them

Fathers, let them see the walk
OPEN THE BOOK
LET THE WHOLE CHAPTER TALK

Sons, don't crown a human voice
BRING EVERY WORD TO YAHUAH
MAKE THE BOOK YOUR CHOICE

We The Assembly, teach the seed
Let truth take root in every deed

Before you knew my voice, I was calling out your name
Before you felt my arms, I was praying just the same
One son knows my laughter, one son hasn't heard the sound
Miles can stretch between us, but love still holds its ground
If I leave one inheritance, let truth remain your aim
Before you knew my voice, YAHUAH already knew your name

Before you knew my voice
YAHUAH knew you first