Achbor

Achbor (Hebrew: עַכְבּוֹר Standard Hebrew Akhbor, Tiberian Hebrew ʿAḵbôr) is a name that means "gnawing" and is, by extension, used as the word for "mouse". There are at least two persons by this name in the Hebrew Bible.

Achbor of Edom

In the King Lists in the books of Genesis and 1 Chronicles Achbor is the father of Baal-hanan, a King of Edom, but is not actually listed as being king himself although some commentaries assume that he was. See Genesis 36:38; 1 Chronicles 1:49.

Achbor of Judah

In the Books of Kings Achbor, son of Michaiah, is one of Josiah's officers, and one of the five men sent to the prophetess Huldah to inquire regarding the book of the law newly discovered in the Temple in Jerusalem (2 Kings 22:12, 14). This Achbor is also called Abdon (2 Chronicles 34:20).

This may be the same Achbor who is mentioned as the father of Elnathan in the Book of Jeremiah 26:20-23, and who lived in the reign of King Jehoiakim of Judah.

References

  •  This article incorporates text from a publication now in the public domain: Easton, Matthew George (1897). "article name needed". Easton's Bible Dictionary (New and revised ed.). T. Nelson and Sons. 
  • Podcasts:

    PLAYLIST TIME:

    Those Who Say

    by: Akbar

    [ VERSE 1 ]
    With this mic in my hand I command the grand order
    A physical man, I stand on land and water
    Fire and wind, I transcend physical borders
    My father is the son and the moon is his daughter
    My mother the Earth, she gave birth to the seed
    From a lifeless ball of clay, empty as a hollow reed
    Until Allah breathed life into my physical frame
    From a state of nothingness instead of existing I became
    By God, the true and living given insight
    Certain colors manifesting physical light
    But still earthbound, held down by the physical elements
    Spiritual development gives me a higher intelligence
    Beyond these concrete streets and the green pastures
    I walk with the elders, 24 supreme masters
    They taught me time travel and how to master sound
    Through ancient scriptures lost but now found
    I'm like the intergalactic Asiatic star fighter
    Creative rhyme writer, I meditate like a spider
    Call me an old soul, psychedelic mic relic
    Trained on a spiritual plane by angelic
    Michael taught me to rock the mic well
    Gabriel showed me how to read, write and spell
    Rafael gave the forewarning
    He said, "When you hear the trumpets blow you'll know new day's dawning"
    So I sat with the Gods and for years we did the science
    And when I stood up I realized that we were giants
    I sat with the Gods and for years we did the science
    And when I stood up I realized that we were giants
    [ CHORUS ]
    I'm not a gangster, I'm somethin closer to a monster
    A Chi-town underground Boogie Down Bronxster
    Remember when I stomped ya like in concert?
    With the rugged raw I came, I saw and I conquered
    I'm not a rapper, rappers get thrown away
    Hardrocks get knocked and locked and blown away
    And rap stars fade away and those who say
    Don't know and those who know won't say
    Runnin game we don't play and those who say
    Don't know and those who know won't say
    [ VERSE 2 ]
    I was a mild child until I got influenced by the _Wild Style_
    Then I became the unclaimed son of Hussein
    Society's blame, the whole world's afraid of me
    Killin myself but I'm still in effect like slavery
    When I was down I got stepped on, when I was up I got slept on
    Like a sofa bed but still I kept on
    Tryin to feed the masses like Jesus with a loaf of bread
    Cut out the middle man and eliminate the overhead
    Step off the jock and let my record rock
    Like the shepherd who lead the flock, the one who kept it locked
    The keeper of the style who kept the cheeba in the isle
    I took a walk through thought and ran deeper than a mile
    I get down, cover ground, make my mic sound nice
    Take aim, hit the map and rap around the world twice
    I'm so precise it's frightening, I'm like lightning
    Strikin in the same place twice with the mic device
    When I drop this hip-hop on your ear
    Put the microphone in a shop for repair
    It might require surgery, re-wire the circuitry
    In the event of an actual emergency
    We'll interrupt your program to keep you informed
    The forecast calls for severe brainstorms
    When I shoot the gift I let my mind drift like the contintents
    After the show I'm unavailable for comments
    [ CHORUS ]
    [ VERSE 3 ]
    I'm a byproduct of the viaduct who struck out in response to
    What you did was created a monster
    I wasn't expected to survive but I did
    You're feelin my vibe? Well I'm still alive cause I hid
    Deep in the cut where we sleep in a hut
    On the bare floor near the door we drank from the same cup
    And all ate from the same plate, that's how I came up
    I rode the train for fame and got my name up
    Stayin I reign permanent when I shoot my sperm in it
    From the barrel to the earth up to the firmanent
    I'm shinin like a ( ? ) the lion of Juda
    On the Mountain Zion meditatin with the buddha
    I looked to the sky, saw the mothership overpassin me
    I felt my heart start to race with great ferocity
    To see the holy Crystal City in his chastity
    Sat down at the throne of His Majesty
    With 144'000 seat capacity
    I heard the prophecy, Babylon ending tragically
    I speak emphatically even when mics are staticky
    Flowin radically till things change dramatically
    [ CHORUS ]
    Yeah
    You know?
    Those who say don't know
    and those who know won't say
    So when you get through talkin and walkin your lips




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