Do Not Write a Song About Angels (Song in a Dream July 5th, 2017)
Do Not Write a Song About Angels
While the lyrics have very much stayed the same, I have changed the title a few times.
The first title was Song for Yahuah Tseva’oth. Yahuah Tseva’oth means Jehovah is Lord of Hosts. Yashua Messiah means Jesus is the Anointed One. Then I Changed the title to Jehovah Lord of Hosts and Jesus the Anointed One. Finally, I decided to entitle the song, “Do Not Write a Song About Angels.” The gist of the song was how we are not to worship or fixate on angels and by so doing steal the honor and worship due to Jehovah and Jesus.
Note: Yahuah Tseva’oth (Ya-hoo-uh Sah-vay-oath) means Jehovah Lord of Hosts. Yeshuah Messiah means Jesus is the Anointed One.
Audio link follows the forward explanatory notes.
(Dreamed about 9 PM 7/5/2017) I rarely get a dream song this early. The wee hours of the morning or just before I arise for the day is the most common time. I was awakened by the local 9. P.M. siren, so I went to my computer and worked out the words and tune. I just had the memory of the dream and some of the words I heard the dream angel speak, but the rest of words came as I wrote at the computer. Here is the 4th draft of the audio. It will take a few weeks before the song gets smooth, but right now it sounds pretty fair if I say so myself.
The pews were not set up as in a traditional church. The pews circled the area where the easel stood. The easel had sheets of old ivory colored paper that were lined with musical staff lines. The pews and walls were covered with green vines and many vibrant flowers. A cool mist arose from several small pools in stone or marble basins. The floral displays were so thick in the cathedral that it was hard to walk around, even around the pews and pools. Yet there was an order and paths if you looked and stepped carefully.
Until the angels began to sing, I heard the drone of insects and the calls of various birds. As a friend mentioned when commenting on one of my posts, even though the punishment of the watchers happened long ago, the memory of it seems fresh to them. Many of them seem not eager to be submitted to temptations from human adoration or worship. I was much thinner than I am in real life and dressed like a monk in dark brown robes. When the angel changed into the vertical black and white prison striped robes, I mentally changed that article of clothing into a white robe with lines and symbols of music, like found on the parchment. When I made the change in my mind the effect was temporarily changed on the angel‘s robe, but he changed it back. Then he began to explain about the necessity not to steal the glory from the Lord of Hosts and Jesus the Anointed One. I used some of the phrases to make the lyrics for the song. For example, he did not sing,
“Do not write a song about angels.
Do not write a song about us.
Please do not steal the glory
From Yahuah Tseva’oth.”
However the lyrics are, to the best of my recollection, at least a close paraphrase, to what the angel in the dream spoke during his warning.
To hear the song click the white arrow icon below at the left of the black and gray bar.
Do Not Write a Song About Angels
I dreamed that I was talking with angels.
Around me was a greenhouse garden
Inside a glass cathedral
With finely crafted pews
And bubbling misty pools.
I stood by an artist’s easel
That held music staff parchment
Longing for a song from heaven.
Hoping for a song from God.
All the birds stopped their singing
And the buzz of insects died.
Angelic voices echoed around me
Singing words I did not know.
I knew that they were angels.
They would not tell me their song.
Nor would they speak their names.
I asked, “Is this a song about angels?”
That’s when the angel appeared.
His robe changed into a striped prison shirt.
That’s when he talked with me.
“Do not write a song about angels.
Do not write a song about us.
Do you want us all to wear
Black and white prison stripe robes?
Do you want us
To weep in the darkness
of the Tartarus Catacombs.
“Do not write a song about angels.
Do not write a song about us.
Please do not steal the glory
From Yahuah Tseva’oth. (Ya-hoo-uh Sah-vay-oath)
“Do not write a song about angels.
Do not write a song about us.
Yahuah Tseva’oth (Ya-hoo-uh Sah-vay-oath) is brighter than any angel.
His holy radiance surpasses all the heavenly host.
Yahuah Tseva’oth (Ya-hoo-uh Sah-vay-oath)
Far outshines all that He has created.
“Do not write a song about angels.
Do not write a song about us.
Only worship Yahuah Tseva’oth (Ya-hoo-uh Sah-vay-oath)
For He is the Lord of Hosts.
Only worship Yahshua Messiah.
Jesus the Anointed One.
“Do not write a song about angels.
Do not write a song about us.
Please do not steal the glory
From Yahuah Tseva’oth. (Ya-hoo-uh Sah-vay-oath)
Please do not steal the glory
From Yahshua Messiah,
Jesus the Anointed One.