“Yahushua Hamashiac”

Upon the hills of Galilee’s dawn,  
A gentle voice, eternal, drawn—  
Yahushua Hamashiac, whispered in prayer,  
Messiah anointed, hope in the air.  

The carpenter’s son with wisdom unfurled,  
He strolled through the dust of a longing world,  
With hands that healed and eyes that saw  
The wounds and the wonder beneath every law.  

On olive-toned hills, in the gardens of shade,  
He knelt and forgave as His enemies swayed,  
His parables danced like wine on the tongue,  
Of lost sheep found, and the songs that He sung.  

He calmed the wild storms on Galilee’s sea,  
With words like a lantern, “Come, follow Me.”  
Compassion and peace in every embrace—  
Love in the depth of each look on His face.  

They crowned Him with thorns—they thought it defeat;  
Yet love bore all pain, refused to retreat.  
Upon rugged timber, His arms opened wide,  
Grace poured as rivers that never subside.  

In sunrise’s glory, the stone rolled away—  
Yahushua Hamashiac, risen to stay.  
In hearts He awakens, in hope born anew,  
Messiah who taught us that all things are true.

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