My name holds a story yet to be told
I hope it of battle and glory
I hope it of visions and gold

But my name is elusive and oft’ out of reach
Attempts to be better I tried it to teach

It neither listened nor heeded the words that I spoke
Too often repeated, my name I revoke

Be better and brighter, be stronger within
Be smarter and nicer, kinder to my kin
Be quiet and gentle, try not to abhor
Be true and decisive, set sail from the shore

Each time spurred on by the eyes of another
My name I rewrite fit in lines that I plundered

Another man’s voice I speak through well enough
Another man’s voice I add chain to my cuff

Where is fault, where is folly, I dug past the marrow
Where hidden within is redemption so narrow

How to be used all my flaws I want them destroyed
Now to be used all my flaws I must never employ

I grow weary of searching
I grow weary of bearing
The weight of my name
Something not worth sharing

But share it I must for now I am married
Taken from my hands, the privilege of sole bearing

I wrestled alone with my name on a stone
Now locked in combat with God, my arms deal great blows

Wilt thou but change my name my grip would now loose
Lost care for my love, my love fits what I choose

To alter my name you still but refuse!
You say that my name you desire to use!

Why?

Why my name why my story
In my flaws why fit your glory

I did nothing I held no merit
Although I desired I couldn’t bear it

Why not just change me instead
Make me better, crown my head

Work for me, make me new
Sanctify, then be through
My plan I’ve prepared and it works for me well
I want you to fix, if this fix they could tell

But no, you hold out your hand
Do you love me?
I do
Obey
I don’t understand
Stop looking at you, take your eyes off the dirt
But God I must clean, but God there is work
Do you love me
I do
Then look to my work. Your work won’t suffice, your work just won’t do, your name is a frame, your name is not you
I don’t understand
And you don’t have to. Your name had been lame, unable to move
My name, O God, I thought you wanted to use
I use not what is given, I use what I choose.
Your name is not found, but one given to you. Your name is once lost, once broken and fraught, cares doubled, back crumpled, your strength came to naught

But your name now is loved
Your name now is now bought
Your name is not you, for now my name I wrought
Through my name you’re whole
Through my name you’re cured
Through my name you’re called
The cross my name procured

For etched above my body, your name
Writ’ into the wood, for your crime, my pain

For your name you’ve been searching, but now search no more
Your name is “once lost now picked up from the shore”