Torah Restoration Ministries

Evangelist Daniel John Lee

And to the angel of the congregation in Philadelphia write -- These things says He that is holy, He that is true, He that has the Key of David, He that opens, and no man shuts, and shuts, and no man opens.  I know your works: behold, I have set before you an open door, and no man can shut it: for you have a little strength, and have kept My Word, and have not denied My Name . . ."


A Psalm of The Love Yah Has Placed Within Me!

(A Psalm for Ascension Day)



Is it possible

To put into words

My love for Yahshua?

Can any saint on this earth

Capture this love for Yah in mere syllables?

How can so great a thing ever be done?


But I will try!

Yes, I must try!

O, how my fingers yearn to express that which can find no expression!  For the greatness of the Love Yah has placed within me!


Ho, everyone that thirsts! Come ye to the waters!

And he that has no money: come ye, buy, and eat!

Yea, come, buy wine and milk!

Without money and without price!


Like the fountain of sparks from a burning fire,

His Love leaps within me!


Like an eagle arcing through the heavens

His love lifts me ever closer toward Him!


Like a towering white cloud 

Brilliant with the sun’s golden light

His Love, though majestic, dazzles and amazes!


Oh, but these petty descriptions still do not come close!

No, not close at all!


Whoever drinks of the water that Yahshua gives


This water shall be a well of water springing, bursting, bubbling forth from within me!


Like the fingers of a master pianist

Laboring with intensity over the black and white keys

Crescendo!  Allegro!  

The music swells, the fingers, rapid with movement, go faster!

Oh, how Yah’s Love SPEEDS within me!


The shockwaves

of a supernova

The POWER of the shattered star!

Does not come close to describe the LOVE

He has placed within me!


As I write, I realize His Love is LOUD, soft, IMMENSE, ever delicate, lightning fast, yet eternally solid, likes waves, billowing waves, taking me out to a sea that cannot drown, but only fills me with life


It is with such sweet anguish, I write

Anguish over not having the words to describe His Love

But, oh so sweet is this Love that even now courses through me!


And the Spirit and the Bride say, Come! And let him that hears say, Come!  And let him that is athirst come!  And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely!


This PRICELESS love, grander than all earthly kings, costlier than all the treasured storehouses, more magnificent than the wealthiest ways of men . . .  yet it is free!  It is freely given!  Oh, and somehow this paradox, makes Yah’s Love even more awe-inspiring, lifting His Love to even greater heights.  How is this possible?


Oh, how His Love consumes me!  Raging through me! Yet also quietly pouring in stillwater delight!


The Enemy hears Your Love as a cacophony, like a billion alarm bells!

Yet Your Love quiets the storm around me


Your Love is sweet, still and soft

Yet it thunders forth to create worlds, spin galaxies, unfurl the stars!


How can this Love be a blazing inferno, yet also a softly bubbling brook?  


O, Yah!  O, Yah!


I cannot, even with the gift of words you have given me, do justice to your most awesome Love!


So take this humble Psalm

Hold it close to Your bosom!

For it is all I can offer up

Though meager it is


And though it pales to even describe the faintest echo of what Your Love truly IS -- o, the Love of the GREAT I AM . . .


May it enfold within the hearts of my readers

Compelling them to push forth, ever push forth

Past the bracken waters of the world

And deeper into Your endless and infinite Presence!


O, Yahshua of Nazareth!  


How great is Your Love!