Aba Yahawah is My Rock

Aba Yahawah is my Rock,
The Mountain that never moves,
The Fortress standing before time,
The Refuge where my spirit proves
That no darkness can swallow the light
Of the One who formed the skies,
For His voice is thunder and mercy,
And His truth forever rises.

Aba Yahawah is my Rock,
My shield in the day of battle,
My banner when storms gather,
My calm among the raging waters.
When nations tremble and kings fall down,
His throne remains unshaken;
For He is the Ancient of Days,
Whose glory cannot be taken.

Aba Yahawah is my Rock,
Foundation of Yasharal's story
From Abraham’s faithful calling
To the tribes crowned in His glory.
He gathers the scattered ones,
He lifts the humble heart;
No chain can bind His chosen,
No power can tear them apart.

Aba Yahawah is my Rock,
My song through every season,
My wisdom in the wilderness,
My strength beyond all reason.
He breathes life into the weary,
He lights the path of the lost;
He restores what was broken,
No matter the weight or cost.

Aba Yahawah is my Rock—
So I stand with lifted hands,
Declaring His everlasting reign
Across rivers, mountains, and lands.
Let every voice rise like fire,
Let every tribe sing as one:
All honor to the Holy King,
Yahawah, forever and beyond.

   / @hayakalunitedvoices