Call Me by My Name | Jewish Music They tried to erase us, but we didn’t change our names.
This song is a bold message about Jewish identity, strength, and pride. From Egypt until today, staying true to who we are is what keeps us strong.
Your name is your soul. Don’t hide it. Don’t replace it.
Be proud. Be real. That’s where redemption begins. 🔥
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SONG: Call Me by My Name
LYRICS:
Listen…
They tried to erase us…
But we didn’t change our names.
And that… saved us.
Mitzrayim pressure, slavery chains,
But we didn’t switch identities or change our names.
Three zechuyot kept us alive,
And one was the name that helped us survive.
אוריאל stayed אוריאל, Shimon still Shimon
Didn’t water it down just to feel more “close.”
No “Joey,” no mask, no cultural game,
We walked out redeemed with the exact same name.
That merit alone shook Heaven’s throne,
Hashem said, “These are Mine—I’m taking them home.”
Not just slavery breaking, not just the sea,
Identity held—that’s what set us free.
Every time they call your name,
It’s not random, it’s not the same—
That’s the name Hashem calls too,
That’s the truth that defines you.
Call me by my name, the one Hashem gave,
Not something fake just to blend or behave.
I’m not hiding, I’m not ashamed,
We got redeemed ‘cause we kept our names.
From Egypt’s fire to right now the same,
We stood different—that’s how we gained.
Not a nickname, not a game—
You want truth? Call me by my name.
Your Jewish name ain’t just what they say,
It’s your identity every single day.
That’s how you’re known in Shamayim Above,
That’s how you’re called in דין and love.
Kabbalah teaches—don’t shorten the sound,
A shortened name can bring life down.
Use the full name, don’t cut it short,
Every letter’s a spiritual court.
And your last name? That’s not the core,
That came later, nothing more.
Torah identity—ben your father’s name,
בצלאל בן אברהם—that’s the flame.
Why replace what Heaven gave?
Why trade truth just to be safe?
You drop your name, you lose your claim,
You forget the soul behind the name.
Call me by my name, the one Hashem gave,
Not something fake just to blend or behave.
I’m not hiding, I’m not ashamed,
We got redeemed ‘cause we kept our names.
Not Matthew, John, Frances, Samantha or names misplaced,
Not identities that got erased.
We carry truth, we hold the flame—
So call me by my name.
People naming kids what they don’t even know,
Borrowed from places we’re not meant to go.
Names from systems built on lies,
Then wonder why identity dies.
Even worse, they name with no fear,
“Nimrod”—enemy of Hashem right here.
That’s not culture, that’s a mistake,
That’s calling darkness for your own child’s sake.
If your name ain’t Jewish, fix it now,
Don’t delay, don’t ask how.
Drop the mask, return to truth,
That’s the strength of a Jewish root.
And the peyot…
Don’t ignore that sign.
בֶּן אִישׁ חַי already explained it clear—
First time “יהודי” appears…
מרדכי היהודי.
How’d they know?
From far away?
The peyot.
The סימנים.
The mark of who we are.
Hair on the side, that’s Torah law,
Not style, not fashion, not something raw.
We don’t hide it, we elevate,
Some grow it long just to demonstrate.
We don’t look like nations, and that’s by design,
Different in purpose, that’s the sign.
Not Germans, Haitians, British, Chinese, American or blend,
We’re Jews from beginning until the end.
Those peyot stand like witnesses in court,
Proof of identity, no need for report.
One Jew showed them and made it clear,
“These are my witnesses standing right here.”
Call me by my name, the one Hashem gave,
I don’t need the world just to feel brave.
We stayed different, we stayed the same,
That’s why redemption came with our name.
From Mitzrayim till today the flame,
We carry truth, we don’t defame.
Identity strong, eternal claim—
Forever proud—call me by my name.
We didn’t change our names…
We didn't change our looks...
We have our payot thick and long...
No need to hide,
with Hashem as our guide...
And that’s why we’re still here!!!!
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