YAHUAH STUDIOS

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This ain't hunger for image
This ain't skipping a meal for a religious face

When bread leaves the room
Witnesses start talking

The plate gets quiet
But the heart starts speaking

We The Assembly
SIT WIT IT

The fast is from food
The audit is over everything
When the bread stepped aside
What did hunger make me bring

No empty plate can cleanse me
If my heart won't answer the King
The fast is from food
But the fruit tells on everything

Appointed affliction ain't casual
This is not a game with pain
This is not I missed a meal
Now let the people know my name

YAHUAH called the soul down low
So the hidden could be known
Not to worship empty stomachs
But to judge what had a throne

He led them through the wilderness
With hunger in the test
Not just to watch their footsteps
But to prove what ruled the chest

Manna came by mercy
But the lesson was the Word
If bread is all that keeps me
Then my master just got heard

Phone can feed me
Lust can feed me
Smoke can whisper peace

Anger dressed like righteous fire
Can still be feeding me

Doctrine with no mercy
Zeal that never bends
A mouth that quotes the covenant
While the hand won't help the friend

Deuteronomy chapter eight verses two through three
And thou shalt remember all the way which YAHUAH thy ALUAH led thee these forty years in the wilderness
To humble thee and to prove thee
To know what was in thine heart
Whether thou wouldest keep His commandments or no
And He humbled thee and suffered thee to hunger
And fed thee with manna
That He might make thee know that man doth not live by bread only
But by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of YAHUAH doth man live

So what got loud when I got weak

Was it prayer
Or was it pride

Was it lust that waited quiet
Till the comfort stepped aside

Was it image needing eyes
Was it scrolling in the dark
Was it hunger for attention
Was it drama in the heart

Was it the pocket-crutch whispering
Peace is over here

Was it appetite for numbness
Was it fear I never feared

Was I fasting from the food
While my mouth still swung the blade

Was my neighbor sitting hungry
While I guarded what I saved

I can bow my head like reeds
Still keep fists behind my back

I can post a solemn face
Still refuse the brother's lack

I can say I'm getting low
Still be high on being seen

YAHUAH don't need my hunger
If my hunger don't come clean

The fast is from food
The audit is over everything
When the bread stepped aside
What did hunger make me bring

Ask the plate
What did it expose

Ask the mouth
What did it protect

Ask the hands
Who did they pass by

Ask the heart
What did it feed in secret

If the fast don't touch the neighbor
Then the mirror ain't complete

If the hunger don't birth mercy
Then the lesson missed its feet

Isaiah chapter fifty eight verses six through seven
Is not this the fast that I have chosen
To loose the bands of wickedness
To undo the heavy burdens
And to let the oppressed go free
And that ye break every yoke
Is it not to deal thy bread to the hungry
And that thou bring the poor that are cast out to thy house
When thou seest the naked
That thou cover him
And that thou hide not thyself from thine own flesh

Now the fast got feet
Now the fast got hands

Now the hunger leaves the mirror
And it walks into the land

You stay hungry
Make sure somebody else eats

Don't hide from your own flesh
Go repair the breach

Remove the yoke
Remove the finger
Remove the empty speech

If the ache exposed a craving
Let the Word cut underneath

If the screen became a table
If the habit had a seat

If comfort had an altar
Let it fall before the King

This ain't shame for shame
This is mercy with a witness

This is truth inside the room
Till excuses lose their business

The body came low
Now the hands gotta move

The fast ain't finished
Till the fruit tells the truth

FACT CHECK ME
If the Book ain't playing

SIT WIT IT
If the mirror landed

Barak YAHUAH
If mercy told the truth

We The Assembly

No empty hunger
Open hands

Matthew chapter six verses seventeen through eighteen
But thou when thou fastest
Anoint thine head and wash thy face
That thou appear not unto men to fast
But unto thy Father which is in secret
And thy Father which seeth in secret
Shall reward thee openly

Wash the face
Open the hand

Close the door
Repair the land

The Father saw the secret
The fruit stands in the gate

The body came low
The heart stopped hiding

No empty hunger
Open hands