Jehovah is my Shepherd:

Sometimes you need to forget what you want & remember what you deserve!
"out beyond ideas of wrong doing and right doing, there is a field. I will meet you there." Rumi
IF YOU KNOW JEHOVAH’S DAY IS COMING TOMORROW
THE TIME IS SHORT WHAT WILL I DO?
I’LL STUDY MY WATCHTOWER
MY KINGDOM MINISTRY, TOO.
PREPARE FOR THE BOOK STUDY,
READ ALL THE SCRIPTRES
MAKE SOME NOTATIONS,
EVEN STUDY THE PICTURES!
THEN SUDDENLY YOUR’RE ZEALOUS.
AND ALSO QUITE NERVOUS,
AND REMEMBER HOW OFTEN,
YOU NEGLECTED THE SERVICE.
WHERE IS MY BIBLE?
WHERE ARE MY BOOKS?
GIVE ME MY BAG,
I FORGOT HOW IT LOOKS!
AND, OH, SO IMPORTANT,
SINCE THERE’S ONLY ONE DAY,
I MUST NOT FORGET,
TO INCESSANTLY PRAY.
MEETINGS!! MEETINGS!!
THAT’S WHERE I MUST GO.
FORGET ABOUT PLAY,
IT’S NOT IMPORTANT, YOU KNOW.
JEHOVAH’S DAY IS NOW HERE,
AND IT DID NOT DELAY.
I WASTED MY TIME
MUCH WORK AND MUCH PLAY.
HIS DAY IS NOW HERE.
HE SITS ON HIS THRONE,
IN RIGHTEOUSNESS JUDGES,
TO UPRIGHTNESS PRONE.
GOD SPEAKS HIS JUDGEMENT-
HOW OFTEN I TOLD YOU
THE KINGDOM TO SEEK,
AND ALWAYS BE STEADFAST,
THUS AVOID GETTING WEAK.
SO HERE IS YOUR JUDGEMENT,
WITH REGRET I DO SAY,
YOUR RECORD IS WRITTEN,
AND THIS IS MY DAY.
YOUR BIBLE IS DUSTY,
YOUR RECREATION WAS FIRST
FOR SPIRITUAL KNOWLEDGE,
YOU SELDOM WOULD THIRST.
YOU NEGLECTED YOUR SERVICE,
AND MEETINGS FORSOOK,
YOUR PRAYERS WERE NOT OFTEN,
YOU’RE NOT IN MY BOOK!!
Jehovah's Day
One day I was tired,
so I let myself sleep in
And though my group would meet at nine,
I set my alarm for ten.
So half past twelve when I awoke,
well-rested from my sleep,
I had a guilty conscience
'cause I didn't aid the sheep.
But I pushed the thought in the back of my head,
and reassured my mind that
tomorrow would be Saturday
and I would make up the time.
But Friday night was all in fun,
and I don't refuse invitations.
So when early Saturday morning came,
I slept on with no hesitation.
When later on that day I saw my goal
I had not reached,
I made myself a promise that
on Sunday I would preach.
But as the story goes,
on Sunday things were just the same
When it came to the ministry,
I played the same game.
A game it seems I couldn't win,
no matter what I said
'Cause when I said I'd go and preach,
I found myself in bed.
Early morn's and late nights
just don't go hand in hand.
Trying to step over in Macedonia,
but still in La-La land.
So I told myself "This has got to stop!
You've got to warn the meek"
But I put my pillow over my face,
and said "I've got all week."
And so it went, day in, day out
my ministry I postponed.
'Cause after last night's fun,
I was too tired when I came home.
Just too tired to get out of bed,
and go from door to door.
And no matter how much fun I had,
I always wanted more!
So I slept in every chance I got,
right up to Jehovah's Day.
And on Jehovah's Day,
I stood before him full of glee.
I knew that I had found the truth,
and the truth would set me free.
So I stood there looking proud,
'cause his favor
I had found. I waited for His comments,
but he didn't make a sound.
A statement came upon his face
that struck fear in my heart.
He stood over His mighty book,
knowing my future he controlled.
Shook His head from side to side,
and He began to speak...
He said "You need more than knowledge,
child, you need to follow through
"See you failed to follow the path of Jesus,
and do what he used to do"
"But instead of making a witness,
you just stayed in bed to sleep."
I said "I went to all my meetings,
and I always said my prayers,
"I always put my trust in you,
expressed all my cares"
I said, "Jehovah, please,
my name has got to be in your book..."
He said "Maybe it is, my child,
but I'm just too TIRED to look"
Jehovah's Name
Long ago when I was young
And learning from my parent's tongue
I came to know of many things
To know the joy that learning brings.
I learned the origin of man.
I learned just how it all began.
I knew of mighty men of fame
But I didn't know God had a name.
As time passed by, my knowledge grew.
There seemed no end to things.
I knew the alphabet now came alive.
I knew my numbers well past five.
I learned of people and their acts.
I learned great scientific facts.
I knew of Christ who healed the lame
But didn't know God had a name.
One day a stranger spoke to me
And told me where to find the key
To knowledge of eternal life
Devoid of illness, pain and strife.
I listened to this humble man
As he unfolded God's great plan.
He told me of the Kingdom's birth.
How men would beautify the earth.
He told of things I'd never read
I somewhat hesitantly said,
"Tell me please, does he have a name
This God of unsurpassing fame?"
He said "Would you please take the book
I hold here in my hands and look
Until you find Psalm 83
And then read verse 18 to me?"
Thus as I read "That men may know,"
I felt the tears begin to flow
For here before me I could see
The answer to this mystery.
"Jehovah" was his name I read
Yes, that is what the scripture said.
I thanked the man who came to share
And brought the answer to my prayer.
But now I pray I ne'er forget
That others haven't heard it yet.
So may I publicly proclaim
The knowledge of that mighty name.

P.D Muxas grax