BRAGADAYJAH 139

Monday, May 7, 2018

BRAGADAYJAH 1673

BRAGADAYJAH 1673 Book of Isaiah Chapter i Verses 1-6 Judgment and Restorative Hope. The vision of Isaiah the son of Amoz, which he saw concerning Judah and Jerusalem in the days of Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah, kings of Judah. Hear O heavens, and give ear, O earth: for the Lord hath spoken, I have nourished and brought up children, and they have rebelled against me. The ox knoweth his owner, and the ass his master’s crib: but Israel doth not know, my people doth not consider. Ah sinful nation, a people laden with iniquity, a seed of evildoers, children that are corrupters, they have forsaken the Lord, they have provoked the Holy One of Israel unto anger, they are gone away backwards. Why should ye be stricken anymore? Ye will revolt more and more: the whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint. From the sole of the foot, even unto the head, there is no soundness in it; but wounds and bruises, and putrefying sores, they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with ointment.

Sunday, May 6, 2018

BRAGADAYJAH 1672

BRAGADAYJAH 1672. Today we embark on a new phase of BRAGADAYJAH, as we encounter the first of the Prophetic Books, namely the book of Isaiah the Prophet. By coincidence, providence, or design, Isaiah may be likened, in distinction from any other book, to the full sixty-six books of the Bible. For example, the first thirty-nine chapters mirror the Old Testament, filled with judgment, upon immoral and idolatrous men. Judah has sinned, the surrounding nations have sinned, the whole earth have sinned, and judgment must follow; for God cannot allow such blatant sin to go unpunished forever. The final twenty-seven chapters, like the twenty-seven books of the New Testament, declare a message of hope. The Messiah is coming as a Saviour and Sovereign, to bear a cross, and to wear a crown.

Saturday, May 5, 2018

BRAGADAYJAH 1671

BRAGADAYJAH 1671 Song of Solomon 8: Verses 8-14. We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts; what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for? If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver; and if she be a door, we will enclose her with boards of silver. I am a wall and my breasts like towers; then was I in his eyes as one that found favour. Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver. My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred. Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it. Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.

Friday, May 4, 2018

BRAGADAYJAH 1670

BRAGADAYJAH 1670 Song of Solomon 8: Verses 1-7 O that thou wert as my brother, that suck the breast of my mother! When I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised. I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother’s house, who would instruct me; I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate. His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me. I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please. Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning her beloved? I raise thee up under the apple tree; there thy mother brought thee forth; there she brought thee forth that bear thee. Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm; for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave; the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath most vehement flame. Many waters cannot quench love,neither can the floods drown it; if a man would give all the substance of his house, for love, it would utterly be contemned. ,

Thursday, May 3, 2018

BRAGADAYJAH 1669

BRAGADAYJAH 1669 Song of Solomon 7: 8-13 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof; now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples; and the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak. I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me. Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages. Let us get up early to the vineyard; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grapes appear, and the pomegranate bud forth. There will I give thee my loves. The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gate, are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.

Wednesday, May 2, 2018

BRAGADAYJAH 1668

BFAGADAYJAH 1668 Song of Solomon 7: Verses1-7 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! Thy joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor; thy bell is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies. Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins. Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fish pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-Rabin, thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus. Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries. How fair and how pleasant thou art, O love, for delight! This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

Tuesday, May 1, 2018

BRAGADAYJAH 1667

BRAGADAYJAH 1667 Song of Solomon 6: 8-13 There are three score queens, and four score concubines, and virgins without number. My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw, her and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her. Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners? I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded. Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Ammi-Nadib. Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will you see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.