Who Changed It

They said the day changed…
But Yahuah never said it changed.
They said Sunday’s holy…
But who gave them the right…
To edit the Word of the Most High?

Yo,
Six days you work, the seventh you rest,
That’s the rhythm Yahuah called blessed.
From Genesis two when He sanctified time,
Seventh day holy, perfect design.

Ain’t no verse where Yahusha changed the day,
Ain’t no Scripture where apostles say,
“Forget the Sabbath, first day’s cool,”
Yet the churches teach it like Sunday’s the rule.

Constantine came with a law and decree,
Mixed Roman sun-gods with Christianity.
Made Sunday legal, outlawed the rest,
Said “Keep the day of the unconquered sun”, no jest.

Now they call it the Lord’s Day with zero text,
Twistin’ Acts twenty to confuse the next.
But breaking bread ain’t proof of a Sabbath shift,
That’s just dinner time, let’s not twist.

Who changed it? Not Yahuah.
Who changed it? Not Yahusha.
Man changed it. Rome claimed it.
But the Word stayed true, can’t frame it.
Who changed it? Not the Law.
Who changed it? Not the cross.
Man changed it. But I’m reclaiming,
The seventh day, no disclaiming.

Isaiah said in the Kingdom to come,
Sabbath still stands, every nation, everyone.
Yahusha kept Sabbath, read from the scroll,
Yet they teach Sunday like it’s gospel gold.

Paul kept Sabbath, Acts says so plain,
Yet they twist his letters, drive folks insane.
“First day offerings”, yeah, but where’s the switch?
Show me the verse, don’t scratch that itch.

Even the Catholic Church admits the plot,
They brag they changed it, they say it a lot.
Check the catechism, read what they write,
They claim Sunday as their mark of might.

But the seventh day’s a sign between Yahuah and His own,
An everlasting covenant written in stone.
So why the switch? Who gave them command?
To trample the day that Yahuah planned?

He never changed it…
Men rearranged it…
Truth remains…
Even when the world feigns.

I’m not Judaising, I’m obeying the King,
The seventh day’s still holy, that’s the thing.
You call me legalist ‘cause I keep Yah’s time,
Yet break nine commands and call it fine.

They preach freedom from Sabbath but enslave you to Rome,
Celebrate Easter bunnies while ignoring the stone.
If Yahusha’s the same yesterday and today,
Then why would His day suddenly change away?

Sunday’s man-made, that’s facts, not hate,
Search the history, it’s all on the slate.
Yahuah said, “Remember…”, that’s the fourth decree,
Funny how that’s the one they all delete.

So I’ll stand alone if I have to be,
Keepin’ Sabbath ‘cause He commanded me.
This ain’t tradition, it’s covenant blood,
I’m keepin’ the day my Messiah loved.

Who changed it? Not Yahuah.
Who changed it? Not Yahusha.
Man changed it. Rome claimed it.
But the Word stayed true, can’t frame it.
Who changed it? Not the Law.
Who changed it? Not the cross.
Man changed it. But I’m reclaiming,
The seventh day, no disclaiming.

If He wrote it in stone…
Who gave you the right…
To erase it with a pen?

So next time they say,
“Sunday’s the day…”
Ask them:
Who changed it?