THE SWEETEST NAME

I whisper Your Name
It’s like music,
A sigh on a soft summer breeze,
The Name first revealed,
By the Angel,
To a girl soon a mother to be.

Your Name
Is the music of angels,
Soft as a mother’s caress,
Your Name is my sanctification,
In reciting Your Name
I am blessed.

I whisper Your Name
In the morning,
When I come to You in prayer.
And through the course
Of the hours,
I whisper it over again.

Then once more when night
Draws her curtain,
Another day comes to a close,
I say thank you Lord,
For grace, strength and power
In the sweetest of names - Jesus.

 





Myra D’souza  - 20.4.1998