You are my earthly malak and the shamayim are your stomping
ground as you are seated next to the one whom ‘s bosom you came from. As long
as I live and have a say in the matter, Ruach see to it, I will follow you wherever
you go. I have your father’s name etched upon my forehead. You are my Yahuah. You
are the only power my fathers have known. You were the one who lead us out of Mytsraym
by cloud and fire; you lead us into the land with that wondrous name as our
captain. You are my brother. My aysh, my al. May the kingdom that your father
gave you come to this earth for His esteem and not mine. Do unto me as you see
fit. Forgive me Yahuah for breaking your thurah in your name. By your blood. You
are all I see you are Yaphah Rabah for your obedience to your father. It can
never be matched! Salah.
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