And a girl born in captivity, who has never seen her homeland, is about to break your heart.
Okay. I need to tell you about the thing I’ve been quietly losing my mind over.
You know that feeling when an idea grabs you by the collar and won’t let go until you write it down? That’s been my whole month. It started with a simple question I asked myself one afternoon: what would it take to write a song as devastating as “Deliver Us” from The Prince of Egypt? You know the one. The opening number. The mothers, the river, the baby, the cry of an entire enslaved people set to music so big it rearranges your ribcage.
I didn’t expect that one question to turn into a full original biblical musical. But here we are. Twelve songs. A complete two-act book. A cast of characters I now love like family. And honestly? I think it might be the most important thing I’ve ever made.
So pour yourself some coffee. This is a long one. I want to tell you the whole story.
The story nobody has dared to tell
Here’s what got me. We have Prince of Egypt for Moses. We have Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. And right now, as I write this, a crowd-funded animated musical called David has shattered box-office records and just landed on Netflix — proof that the world is starving for these stories told with real heart and real music. People showed up in droves. Families. Skeptics. Everybody.
But there’s one massive biblical epic that nobody has touched. One of the most pivotal events in the entire Old Testament, and somehow no one has set it to music for the screen or the stage.
The Babylonian Exile.
The fall of Jerusalem. The long march into captivity. Seventy years of a people trying to remember who they are while living inside the most dazzling, seductive empire on earth. And it’s practically begging to be a musical, because the source material literally hands you the premise. Psalm 137 — “By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down and wept” — is a song about whether you can even sing anymore when everything you love has been taken. The captors demand a song of Zion. The exiles hang their harps in the willow trees and refuse. The whole thing is about music as survival.
I read that and thought: how has no one done this? So I did it. It’s called Bring Us Home, and I cannot wait for you to hear it.
Meet Aviva (you’re going to fall in love with her)
Every epic needs a heart, and mine is a girl named Aviva.
Here’s the thing that wrecked me when I figured out her character: the exile lasted seventy years. That’s long enough that a whole generation was born in Babylon. So my heroine has never seen Jerusalem. Not once. Everything she knows about her homeland comes from one place — her mother’s lullabies. A golden city she’s only ever met inside a song.
And that gave me the question that the entire musical hangs on, the one I genuinely can’t stop thinking about:
How do you ache for a home you’ve never seen?
Because isn’t that all of us? Haven’t you ever felt homesick for somewhere you’ve never been? That ache for a place you can’t quite name? That’s what I wanted to put into these songs. That’s the feeling I chase every single time I sit down to write — I want to make you feel something real, something you didn’t have words for until the melody handed them to you. Aviva is how I did it this time.
The prophecies that give me chills
I’m a stickler for getting the Bible right, so I dug deep — and the prophecies woven through this period are unbelievable. This is the stuff that makes the hair on my arms stand up.
There’s the writing on the wall — the actual origin of that phrase we still use today. King Belshazzar throws a drunken feast, drinks from the sacred cups looted from the temple, and a disembodied hand writes four words of doom on the palace wall: Mene, Mene, Tekel, Upharsin. Numbered. Weighed. Divided. That very night, the empire falls. I put those real ancient words into the song as whispers under the chorus, and chills — every time.
There’s Ezekiel’s valley of dry bones — a vision of a dead, scattered nation breathing again — which becomes the moment my whole show turns from grief to hope.
And here’s my favorite: the prophet Isaiah named Cyrus, the king who would set the exiles free, by name — generations before he was born. And when Cyrus finally issued his decree to let them go home? Here’s the part most people don’t know: most of them chose to stay. Seventy years of comfort had made Babylon feel like home. The real enemy was never cruelty. It was comfort. (That tension became one of my favorite songs — a debate between the ones who stay and the ones who go.)
I’m telling you, you cannot make this stuff up. History wrote a better screenplay than any of us could.
Yes, I used AI — and I’m proud of it
You know me. I’m always honest about my process. I built this using AI as my creative partner — for brainstorming, for workshopping lyrics, for shaping the story, for crafting the production prompts that bring these songs to life. I’m a songwriter and a lyricist, and AI is the collaborator that lets one independent artist build something that used to take a whole studio and a fat Hollywood budget.
I genuinely believe this is the future for indie creators like me — and I’d rather be transparent and excited about it than pretend. The heart is mine. The faith is mine. The voice is mine. The tools just help me get it out of my head and into your ears faster.
This is the dream
I’ll be real with you: I want this to be big. I’m not embarrassed to say it. I want Bring Us Home on a stage. I want it in your earbuds. I want a kid somewhere to belt these songs in their bedroom the way I belted “Deliver Us.” I want this to be the new Prince of Egypt — the untold epic that finally gets told.
Big dreams for an independent artist working out of Southern California, I know. But every big thing started as somebody refusing to let go of an idea that grabbed them by the collar.
So here’s where you come in — and this part actually matters to me:
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We hung our harps in the willow trees for a long time. But the day is finally here to take them down.
Let’s go home. 🎵
- Bring Us Home themelaniegrace
- Why Must I Weep themelaniegrace
- We Are Home themelaniegrace
- Two Rivers themelaniegrace
- The Writing on the Wall themelaniegrace
- The Shaking Throne
- The Gold of Babylon
- The Brick and the River
- Hush Now (The River Lullaby) themelaniegrace
- Hush Now (Reprise — Miryam's Farewell)
- Can These Dry Bones Live?
- By The Willows
WHY isn’t this about Daniel:
The Book of Daniel is a massive, incredible part of the exile history. Daniel, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego’s lives in the Babylonian court are legendary, and the historical details in that book are fascinating.
The reason Daniel isn’t the main character of this specific story isn’t because I think he’s unimportant—it’s because Bring Us Home is focused on a very specific, beautiful verse in Psalm 137: ‘By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down… We hanged our harps upon the willows.’ > Daniel’s story is about a statesman, a prophet, and a government official navigating the highest halls of imperial power. My story is about the everyday refugees and musicians down by the riverbanks—the people who didn’t live in the palace, but who had to figure out how to keep their faith and identity alive through worship and song while grieving for a home they lost.
To me, being biblically accurate means capturing the heart of the exile: the agonizing ache for Jerusalem, the temptation to completely assimilate into Babylonian culture (which is exactly what Aviva faces in the palace, just like the pressures Daniel faced), and the miracle of God keeping His promise to bring them back after seventy years.
By focusing on Miryam and Aviva, I can show the audience the generational handoff of faith. Miryam represents the generation that remembered the Temple; Aviva represents the generation born in captivity who had to learn to love a homeland they’d never seen. That is a deeply biblical, historical reality for thousands of families who lived through those seventy years.
Think of it like the movie The Prince of Egypt. It focuses heavily on Moses and Rameses to tell a powerful, cinematic story about the Exodus, but it leaves out a lot of the structural details, genealogies, and smaller events found in the text of Exodus. It doesn’t mean the filmmakers didn’t care about the Bible; it means they were using the art of theater to make the audience feel the massive emotional weight of slavery and deliverance.
That’s exactly what I’m doing with Bring Us Home. I want people who watch this to leave with a profound, tearful appreciation for how resilient the faith of the Jewish people was, and how God brought them back. I am honoring the scripture by making people feel it, not just read it.
Melanie
