Wyrdz

In the beginning was the Word And the Word was with God And the Word was God Everything that exists got spoken first And then - they handed you a mouth No blueprint, no scaffold, no crew and no cranes Just a voice on the deep, and the deep learned its name Ten times "And God said" - ten breaths built the frame He never lifted a finger He talked And it came He fenced in the ocean with a phrase - "This far, no farther" The proud waves still braking at a comma from the Father He spoke and it stood fast, commanded and it stayed The stars keep the meter of the sentence He made Then the Word did the wildest thing a word ever did Wrapped Himself in skin, came to live where we live Grace and truth in a body, glory up close The thing God was saying was a Person Selah Wyrdz - every word is a seed Wyrdz - it becomes what it means Old word for fate: "the thing that came to pass" So speak like you're planting, 'cause you are Death and life in the power of the tongue - choose life What you say doesn't fade, it just waits You're not talking about your world - you're talking it into place Guard your mouth like a gate The heavens keep preaching and never make a sound No speech, no language, but the voice goes out Day unto day pours speech like the rain Night unto night shows knowledge - a broadcast with no name Then the mic got passed down: Eden, first man standing God brought him the animals just to hear what he'd call them And whatever Adam said it - that became the name of it Sit with the size of that grant for a minute We hold a share of the power that pronounced the planets Issued to a species that can't govern its own comments We stacked syllables to heaven, called the tower progress So God broke the project by breaking the language 'Cause He said it Himself "Nothing they imagine Will be held back from a people of one speech" Words are that massive Wyrdz - every word is a seed Wyrdz - it becomes what it means Old word for fate: "the thing that came to pass" So speak like you're planting, 'cause you are Death and life in the power of the tongue - choose life What you say doesn't fade, it just waits You're not talking about your world - you're talking it into place Guard your mouth like a gate James three - the tongue is a fire A world of iniquity sitting behind your smile A bit in the mouth of a horse steers the stallion A rudder swings the freighter, a spark - whole mountain Man has tamed every beast: the lion, the falcon, the serpent But no man tames the tongue Full stop That's the verdict And here's the Greek that stopped me when I read it slow It sets fire to "the wheel of becoming" - trochon tes geneseos The turning, the becoming - that's wyrd wearing a toga What you say starts spinning, and it doesn't stop rolling Blessing and cursing walk out of the same doorway But a spring can't run bitter and sweet - so what's in your water? And the Judge keeps receipts on the idle talk Every careless word logged - you'll hear your own audio back So I stand like Isaiah - "Woe is me, unclean lips And I live among a people with the same sickness" But a seraph took the coal off the altar, touched my mouth Same element as James's fire opposite direction now One fire burns the forest down One fire makes you clean Light mine from the altar, Lord Let me say what You mean The old kings in the mead-halls had a word for it: wyrd "The thing that comes to pass" They carved it grim: "Wyrd bið ful aræd" - fate is fixed A weight with no voice, a wheel with no hands on it But I read to the end of the book My becoming has an Author And His word goes out of His mouth and does not return void It accomplishes the thing for which it was sent So no these ain't just words They're wyrdz They're wyrdz