The Psalm Project: Psalm 27

Pamela Glasgow | The Psalm Project
Noel Joshua Hadley

Of David (Psalm 27)

 

YAHUAH owr Yeshua mi

 

YAHUAH is my illumination,

My happiness,

My bright light of morning.

Whom shall I dread?

YAHUAH is my Yeshua,

My fortified place,

My rock,

My stronghold.

Shall any cause me to tremble?

 

When those who would spoil me—

Even my adversaries and haters—

Approached

To devour my flesh,

They tottered about

On feeble legs,

They wavered,

Were cast down

In utter ruin

And left to rot.

 

Though an encampment

Of travelers,

Whether soldiers

Or locusts

Or stars

Or angels,

Even the sacred court,

Should prepare a siege

Against me—

My heart,

My will,

My understanding

Shall not fear.

Though an intense battle

Shall arise against me,

In this will I trust,

In this will I be bold:

 

Echad —

The first thing,

The primary thing

I have begged

From YAHUAH,

That which I earnestly strive for,

That I might make my habitation,

Settle down,

Be established

In the house of YAHUAH

From the sunrise to the sunset

Of my life,

To gaze upon,

To have a vision

Of the splendor

Of YAHUAH

And to inquire at His temple.

 

In the day

Of calamity

And tribulation

He shall hide me.

He shall protect me

In His sukkah.

He shall conceal me

In His tabernacle.

He shall raise me up.

He shall exalt me

To a high position,

As a cliff

A rock

Or a strong boulder.

 

Now shall my head

Be exalted

Above my haters,

Above those who compass me about.

I shall offer

In the Tent of Dwelling

Sacrifices

With loud, joyful cries—

Terurah!

I will stroll about singing,

Yes, I will stroll about singing

While accompanying myself

On a stringed instrument—

All unto YAHUAH!

 

Hear, O, YAHUAH!

Give heed and act!

With my voice

With the sound of an instrument

I call out:

Have mercy!

Pity me!

Show favor

And respond.

Please answer me.

 

Shepherd,

Door to the Covenant,

Declare unto my nephesh,

My heart,

My inner man,

My will,

My understanding,

The center of my inclinations:

Desire

Seek

Request

My Presence!

Strong Covenant Maker,

Your face,

Your Presence,

O, YAHUAH,

I desire,

I seek,

I request.

 

Do not conceal

Your Presence

On account of me.

Do not pitch Your Tent

Elsewhere.

Do not turn aside,

Do not put away

Your bondservant,

Your prophet,

When anger rise hotly

In Your face,

When Your nostrils flare,

When You breathe heavily

In Your wrath.

You, the One Who Helps,

Assist Your slave!

You exist, AHAYAH,

Strong Leader,

Do not leave me!

Do not forsake me,

O, ALOHIM, my Yeshua!

 

When father and mother

Fail me

Leave

Abandon me,

YAHUAH gathers me up

And takes me away.

 

O, YAHUAH,

Instruct me.

Pour forth as water

Your ways,

Your course of action.

Guide me

In Your way of living.

Make the path

I travel

Level as tableland

On account of my enemies,

Those insidious watchers

Who are hostile to me.

 

Strong Leader,

My Shepherd,

Do not entrust

My nephesh—

My heart,

My will,

My mind and understanding

To those hard, flinty foes

Who distress me,

Who afflict me.

For they become powerful.

They establish themselves

In the place

I work

And in my house.

Risen up

Witnesses give testimony

And false evidence.

They huff and puff

Violence

Cruelty

And injustice.

 

I would have given up

Unless I had supported,

Except I had nourished

Hope

To see

Observe

Perceive

Understand

To have a vision

Of the good things

The prosperity

The fairness

Of YAHUAH

In the earth

Where living

Reviving springtime dwells—

 

Look eagerly, O, my soul!

Wait for

The Strong Leader

And Shepherd,

YAHUAH:

Be courageous,

Be strong,

My heart!

Expect YAHUAH!

 

Pamela Glasgow

The Psalm Project represents my desire for a deeper understanding of the Word of YAHUAH. It is not a mechanical translation, a one-word-for-word exchange from Hebrew to English. We have those. This is is a lyrical adaptation of the many possibilities hidden in the Hebrew, arranged with consideration for the poetic and musical intent of the original writer. I pray you are as enriched in the reading as I was in the transcribing.

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IN the summer of 2019, I was seated in the wine cellar of a walled Medieval town high above the Dordogne Valley of France, not far from Sarlat-la-Canéda, making phone calls, writing reports. I have given this story in other places and it appears as though you’re about to hear it again. Rob Skiba is a name you that you might be familiar with. Though he had made a name for himself as a Nephilim researcher, more recently Rob had taken a dive into the deep end of the pool via flat earth research. The recorded interviews I conducted between he and Rick Hummer, a fellow flat earth investigator and close friend of his, was published while still occupying that very wine cellar. Read all about it. Chicago Is Not a Mirage.

Word quickly spread. Within a few short weeks, dozens of flat earth researchers began accepting my invite for a private interview, if not a series of interviews. From a 17th-century tower built by King Louis XIV, and with a stunning view of the Alps, I sat down with Robbie Davidson, founder of the Flat Earth International Conferences, conducting multiple sessions. While staying in Dumfries, Scotland, David Weiss agreed to take part in the interviews, as did Bob Knodel of Globebusters. There were others. But when I asked the interviewees to discuss the moments that shaped their lives, among the many PSYOPs, false flag attacks, and hoaxes that were discussed, only these men committed commentary to the false 9/11 narrative.

The resulting recordings ballooned into The Unexpected Cosmology, a book which became a website and was even intended as an anthology. And of course, the following discourse was originally a chapter. It was Walt Disney who stated, “Disneyland will never be completed. It will continue to grow as long as there is imagination left in the world.” Those sentiments remain applicable here as well. American Sensationalism: The 9/11 Interviews was always intended to be expanded upon with the inclusion of new researchers. So I’m sorry to say the project became stagnant during the Covid-19 psychodrama. I took a break to tackle other projects. We lost Rob Skiba. Rob offered hours of private conversation regarding his life but we never got around to the big one. 9/11. It was in the cards. Sadly, Bob Knodel died soon afterwards. Voices are being squeezed from an entire generation. Gnosis passes with them.

In the aftermath, the FE community became fractured. People began going their separate ways. Robbie Davidson, among a noted few others who were interviewed for the project, got up and left the movement altogether. It is not my intent to erase his or the contributions of others if only brief. They came, they went, their testimonies remain.

The original vision may have hit roadblocks but it is not forgotten. I expanded this paper a few years later to include testimony from author Pauly Hart, a dear friend of mine. I had wanted to continue that trend every year thereafter but you know how it goes. For the 25th anniversary of the attack I have redirected my efforts to its first large scale expansion, including Andrew Hoy and Darrin Geisinger into the mix. Perhaps others will lend their experiences to the recorder in time.

The following is their report.

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