Written on Your Palm

Lord, I ask

I beseech and plead

Show me Your palm

Outstretched and open

Let me see my name

Written for all eternity

Let me gently trace

Each letter

With my trembling fingers

My name

Carved with love

Cut into flesh

By the nails on the cross

And stained crimson

By the blood of Your Son

My own name

Written on your palm

For I have forgotten

And need reminding

That You love me

That the trials that I face

Are light and momentary

That the yoke on my shoulders

Is not so heavy

That the silence between us

Will soon be broken

By a gentle word

That soon

I will be lost

In Your strong embrace

Tears

Cloud my eyes

So that I cannot see

So I must feel

My name

Written on Your palm

Chosen

Cherished

Precious child

Which name is mine?

I hear Your whisper

“All are yours.”

© Melanie Kerr 2007