1975
The Call of Melchizedek
February 1975


“The Call of Melchizedek,” Ensign, Feb. 1975, 7

The Call of Melchizedek

“Yes, that is my full name.”

The three gather around me

In a focus of fire. As they settle

Their hands on the matter

Of ordination,

I close my eyes and feel the

Weight of holy hands reaching

Down through millennia

To touch me here and now.

A vision clears behind my burning

Eyes and I see the chosen hands

Crowning the heads

Of dispensations

As my elders make me in their own image.

They pronounce a whispered promise

That expands the inner ears of my heart.

My shoulders stand straight to take

The new burden of the Priesthood and

Daniel’s onward rushing dream

Overtakes me in fulfillment, and I weep

as I hear a distant voice

So near declare me

Its defender.

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