Mezmur

Before I opened my eyes,

the word was in my mind—

but I did not know its meaning.

Mezmur.

In the Ethiopian tongue it means:

Sacred Song,

Spiritual Song,

Psalm…

Song of the Holy Spirit.

It wasn’t long after that

I began to write

again.

My daughter was born—her name,

Selah.

And the way my words came:

At times lament,

At times praise,

Read like a psalm.

But I did not know it at first.

One night I asked God,

“What do You want me to write?”

And it felt like a calling—

Mezmur.

One day, I asked God

to give me a new name.

And it came in a whisper—

Mezmur.

I was called to be

Song.

Living, breathing,

Worship with every breath,

Every movement,

Every step.

Beauty and honor in motion,

Cause for praise to God.

A Light,

Heart, moving,

Spirit-filled,

Set apart,

Sanctified,

Wholly surrendered.

Canticle.

Oracle.

Of Divine Demand.

I am Mezmur—

For the Lamb,

By His hand,

At His command.

In my prayer room,

Leading angel band

"Sing with me,

you heavenly hosts—

Let me write now

a new song.

Carry it

to Heaven’s throne,

as we worship

God alone."

Hallelujah!

Mezmur sings

Hallelujah

To the King

Immortal

Invisible

To my eyes

I give my body

A reasonable

Living Sacrifice

Hallelujah

For all He's done

From Crucified

To Risen

Seated

On the Throne

Jesus,

Worthy

Glorious

King!

I raise

My voice now to sing

I am Mezmur

Your little Song

Look at me

When you

Want to

Hear

Praise—

Praise...

I'll live my life to

Praise!

Hallelujah!

Selah.