Verse 1 (Before) A crier crossed the square with the king’s seal high, Mama wrapped the bread in linen, told me “tie it tight.” We faced our tent toward the temple light, Firstlings bleated soft, dust in my sandals white. She braided my hair till my scalp felt brave, I tucked my quiet questions like notes I never gave. From the hillside I could see the tower’s start, Something old and living stirred inside my heart. Pre-Chorus I didn’t come for chatter by the cooking fire, I came to hear a word that lifts a life higher. Chorus Write it on my heart, press it like a seal in clay, Name me His, and let that name stay. If I give my all, I’m still in His arms, Every breath I breathe is borrowed from His palms. Say I’m stubborn, say I’m set apart, I’m taking on His name—write it on my heart. Verse 2 (During) He stood worn-thin, hands like a farmer’s hands, Said a king serves first, not a man who demands. Spoke Jesus by name, said mercy wins the war, Said He’d sweat blood for us, from every pore. I felt the fist I keep around myself unclench, He said feed the beggar, and I felt my hunger quench. I opened my fingers, pride fell like a stone, Less than the dust, and still I’m known. Pre-Chorus Ground turned holy underneath my feet, Like my scattered thoughts lined up in one beat. Chorus Write it on my heart, press it like a seal in clay, Name me His, and let that name stay. If I give my all, I’m still in His arms, Every breath I breathe is borrowed from His palms. Call me foolish, call me set apart, I’m taking on His name—write it on my heart. Bridge (After, the covenant) We fell to the earth, one voice, one plea, “Lord, change our hearts,” and He reached for me. I’ll feed at our gate, return what I borrow, Work in wisdom and order, sow today for tomorrow. Teach my little sister truth and sober ways, Serve my people like I’m serving Him all my days. Breakdown (spoken-sung) I came a girl with questions. I’m leaving with a name. Final Chorus (Key up) Write it on my heart, press it like a seal in clay, Tie my life to Yours in everything I say. If I spend it all, I’m where I belong, Held by living mercy, carried by a song. Call me His daughter, let the healing start, I’m wearing His good name—write it on my heart. Tag Tents come down, road turns homeward, tent by tent, The land looks the same. I don’t—I’ve got His name on my heart.
