I continue the series with the second installment “Two for Twelve,” a personalized poetic rendering of Isaiah 62:2. Here is the verse from the New Living Testament:
The nations will see your righteousness.
World leaders will be blinded by your glory.
And you will be given a new name
by the Lord’s own mouth.
Two for Twelve
Isaiah 62:2
The nations across the globe will see your righteousness
As I have blessed you with favor, so shall you bless
And partake and share the sweetness of the goodness.
Of Him who crowns with mercies and lovingkindness.
Kings of the earth will be blinded by your glory,
For your presence astounds those who have eyes to see.
A lavish banquet table is set before me:
I thrive to disarm and defeat my enemy.
From this point you will now be called by a new name
For I have touched your life, and you are not the same.
I have crowned you with beauty and removed the shame,
For you are my beloved, and this I proclaim:
This I make known to all by the mouth of the Lord,
Who upholds all things by the power of His Word,
The Lord provides and protects as shield and sword,
For we touch and agree and stand in one accord.
As I reflected upon the passage from Isaiah 62 and the poem based on the second verse, I thought of the phrase “a new name,” a concept that discussed in the blog entitled “My New Identity Kit.” One of the poems included in that discussion was “New Name”:
New Name
He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit
says unto the churches. To him that overcomes
I will give to eat of the hidden manna,
and will give him a white stone, and in the stone
a new name written, which no man knows
except him that receives it.
Revelation 2:17
More than a moniker,
a sobriquet attached
to the bridal bouquet,
a new name to change
or not, hyphenate,
ignore, keep, or discard
like outdated his and her towels;
how to handle this essence of being,
my new identity.
Like the trickster,
who tried to run his game
and get over on Jehovah
when he wrestled out a blessing
from the evening till the break of day,
I woke up one morning
with a new name and a gimp leg
to remind me of that all-night-face-to-face encounter
when I sang
“I told Jesus, be all right if He changed my name.”
The closing line is also the title of a spiritual “I told Jesus be all right, if he changed my name,” accompanied by this moving rendition of the song by Jennifer Bynum:
I close this blog entry with a most comforting selection by Israel and New Breed, “He Knows My Name.”