Morning Haze

Morning haze, morning praise,
why is the world in a slow pace?

Is there anything wrong,
will the world sing me a song?

Morning haze, morning praise,
why is this different from other days?

Will God give me a sign,
or just hit me with the chimes?

Morning haze, morning praise,
will He show me all the ways?

Will the road be straight,
or I'll turn into a huge bait?

Morning haze, Morning praise,
how will He end this day?

Will he be flattered by my praise,
or make me wander through the haze?

The Suffering Servant

The Suffering Servant (Isaiah 53:1-2)


1 Who could believe what we have heard,
and to whom has Yahweh revealed his feat?
2 Like a root out of dry ground,
like a sapling he grew up before us,
with nothing attractive in his appearance,
no beauty, no majesty.
3 He was despised and rejected,
a man of sorrows familiar with grief,
a man from whom people hide their face,
spurned and considered of no account.
4 Yet ours were the sorrows he bore,
ours were the sufferings he endured,
although we considered him as one
punished by God, stricken and brought low.
5 Destroyed because of our sins,
he was crushed for our wickedness.
Through his punishment we are made whole;
by his wounds we are healed.
6 Like sheep we had all gone astray,
each following his own way;
but Yahweh laid upon him all our guilt.
7 He was harshly treated,
but unresisting and silent, he humbly submitted.
Like a lamb led to the slaughter
or a sheep before the shearer
he did not open his mouth.
8 He was taken away to detention and judgment -
what an unthinkable fate!
He was cut off from the land of the living,
stricken for his people's sin.
9 They made his tomb with the wicked,
they put him in the graveyard of the oppressors,
though he had done no violence nor spoken in deceit.
10 Yet it was the will of Yahweh to crush him with grief.
When he makes himself an offering for sin,
he will have a long life and see his descendants.
Through him the will of Yahweh is done.
11 For the anguish he suffered,
he will see the light and obtain perfect knowledge.
My just servant will justify the multitude;
he will bear and take away their guilt.
12 Therefore I will give him his portion among the great,
and he will divide the spoils with the strong.
For he surrendered himself to death
and was even counted among the wicked,
bearing the sins of the multitude
and interceding for sinners.

The Yearning

She gave me light in darkness,
sought night and day
The world crumbled down,
as she pass into haze

I looked at the mirror,
and I saw her face
All the memories was forgotten,
due to time's fast pace

Her last words was love,
and she passed it on
My heart was shattered,
when she played her last song

Every morning has been cold,
as if winter never left,
I'm hoping for summer,
but I have to pay my heart's debt

When the sun set this day,
the period of silence begin
For she was the brazen of my world,
my only catalyst away from sin

Indeed she was my life,
and I'll give up everything for her
But mortality came and called,
and it pulled her somewhere

Now I call to every soul in heaven,
that they may bring back my life
Will my voice be heard,
when nothing's at sight?

Oh how unfortunate for a man like me,
to be left by his love for real
When will this suffering end?
When will I again feel love's thrill