Cry His Name (Edit and Revised)

Cry His Name 

Edited April 2026

On a cool, quiet eve, where all should be well, 

My heart begins stirring, my mind in a cell. 

So I call on the Name that shatters my chains, 

The One who forever reigns. 

Each syllable trembles from lips weak and worn, 

A fragile, sacred sound being born.

El Shaddai, the Almighty, steady and near, 

Whose presence and power unravel my fear. 

Jehovah Jireh, Provider so true, 

In every need, it is You who come through. 

Adonai, my Lord, faithful and pure, 

Your wisdom unending, Your mercy secure.

Elohim, Creator, where all things begin,

 Breathing out life, calling beauty within.

 El Elyon, Most High, enthroned far above,

 Yet reaching so low with unending love. 

Jehovah Shalom, my peace and my rest, 

In You, my soul is quieted, blessed.

El Roi, the God who sees me so near, 

Who gathers and holds every wandering tear. 

Abba, my Father, closer than air,

 I fall in Your arms and find refuge there. 

El Berith, faithful in covenant true, 

Every promise held steady in You.

Shaddai, my strength, my shelter, my shield, 

In weakness, Your power is fully revealed.

 Immanuel, God who stays, ever near, 

In every moment, You are right here. 

Jehovah Tsidkenu, righteous and bright, 

You clothe me in grace, in holiness, in light.

And here on this same quiet eve, I can tell—

 Somehow, through calling Your Name, I am well. 

The chains that once bound me fell down like rain, 

Loosened and lost at the sound of Your Name. 

What once was a whisper, fragile and small, 

Now rises in song—you are over it all.