YAHUAH STUDIOS

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Two hands at the table
Both hiding the blade
One cuts the command
One cuts up the place

One calls it dead
One redraws the page
Same wounded scroll
Different hand
Same rage

We The Assembly
Read it slow

Put the Blade Down
Barak YAHUAH

Put the blade down
Let the Book be whole
No scissors in hand
When He wrote the scroll

One side cut it out
One side moved the goal
Same old blade
On the same wounded scroll

Put the blade down
Let the writing breathe
Truth don't need your knife
Just because it makes you grieve

Yahsharal
Let the whole Book speak
Put the blade down
Get low on your knees

King by the fire
With the winter wind close
Scroll in the room
And the Word exposed

Three or four leaves
Then the knife came out
Cut what corrected
Burned what spoke loud

No fear in the chamber
No garments torn
Truth hit the palace
But the heart stayed worn

That ain't just history
That's us in the room
When the line gets heavy
And it cuts too soon

If the sentence hurts
Let the sentence end
Don't trim YAHUAH
Just to comfort your friends

Jeremiah chapter thirty six verses twenty three through twenty four
When Jehudi had read three or four leaves
He cut it with the penknife
And cast it into the fire
Until all the roll was consumed
Yet they were not afraid
Nor rent their garments

Put the blade down
Let the Book be whole
No scissors in hand
When He wrote the scroll

One side cut it out
One side moved the goal
Same old blade
On the same wounded scroll

Steeple said Torah got nailed and erased
Then sold us a day that the Book never placed
We woke up mad
Saw the lie in the room
Then some grabbed blades
Under feast-day moons

If He chose the place
We don't move the pin
If He locked the gate
We don't force our way in

That's not anti-Torah
That's trembling straight
You don't love the feast
If you counterfeit the plate

They cut commands
We can't cut constraints
No private altar
With a righteous paint

Whole Book people
Gotta hold whole weight
No edited worship
At a Qodesh gate

Deuteronomy chapter four verse two
Ye shall not add unto the Word which I command you
Neither shall ye diminish ought from it
That ye may keep the commandments of YAHUAH your ALUAH

Deuteronomy chapter twelve verse thirty two
What thing soever I command you
Observe to do it
Thou shalt not add thereto
Nor diminish from it

Put the blade down
Let the Book be whole
No scissors in hand
When He wrote the scroll

One side cut it out
One side moved the goal
Same old blade
On the same wounded scroll

Tradition can smile
While it murders the text
Emotion can quote
While it skips what is next

One says law dead
One says move the frame
Both need mercy
And the fear of His Name

YAHUSHA did not free us to revise
He rebuked tradition
With fire in His eyes

He did and taught
What the Father commands
No freestyle scroll
In unauthorized hands

Renewed heart don't mean
New scissors get passed
It means hard hearts break
When the Word hits at last

Write it in us
Make the old stone roll
Cut my pride
But don't let me cut the scroll

Matthew chapter fifteen verses three six and nine
Why do ye also transgress the commandment of ALUAH by your tradition
Thus have ye made the commandment of ALUAH of none effect by your tradition
But in vain they do worship me
Teaching for doctrines the commandments of men

Put the blade down
Let the writing breathe
Truth ain't cruel
When it makes us grieve

Cut my pride
Cut my lie
Cut my show

But don't let me
Take scissors to the scroll

Let the witness speak
Heal the heart
That edits when it's weak

Cut my pride
Cut my lie
Cut my show

But don't let me
Take scissors to the scroll

Put the Blade Down
Read the scroll

Say whole Book
Say no scissors

Yahsharal
Put the blade down

Barak YAHUAH
Rumamu YAHUAH

We The Assembly

Revelation chapter twenty two verses eighteen through nineteen
If any man shall add unto these things
ALUAH shall add unto him the plagues written in this book
And if any man shall take away from the words of this prophecy
ALUAH shall take away his part from the book of life

Put the blade down
Let the Book be whole
No scissors in hand
When He wrote the scroll

One side cut it out
One side moved the goal
Same old blade
On the same wounded scroll

Put the blade down
Let the writing breathe
Truth don't need your knife
Just because it makes you grieve

Yahsharal
Let the whole Book speak
Put the blade down
Get low on your knees

The opposite of church error
Is not emotional Torah

It is whole Book obedience
No scissors

YAHUAH
We The Assembly

Put the Blade Down