Malachi, Malachias, Malache or Mal'achi (i/ˈmæləkaɪ/; Hebrew: מַלְאָכִי, Modern Mal'akhi, Tiberian Malʼāḵî ; "Messenger", see malakh) was the writer of the Book of Malachi, the last book of the Neviim (prophets) section in the Jewish Tanakh. In the Christian Old Testament, the Prophetic Books are placed last, making Book of Malachi the last protocanonical book before the Deuterocanonical books or The New Testament. No allusion is made to him by Ezra, however, and he does not directly mention the restoration of the temple. The editors of the 1906 Jewish Encyclopedia implied that he prophesied after Haggai and Zechariah (Malachi 1:10; 3:1, 3:10) and speculated that he delivered his prophecies about 420 BC, after the second return of Nehemiah from Persia (Book of Nehemiah13:6), or possibly before his return, comparing Malachi 2:8 with Nehemiah 13:15; Malachi 2:10-16 with Nehemiah 13:23).
According to the 1897 Easton's Bible Dictionary, it is possible that Malachi is not a proper name, but simply means "messenger of YHWH". The Septuagint superscription is ἐν χειρὶ ἀγγέλου αὐτοῦ, (by the hand of his messenger).
Malachi railway station is located in the community of Malachi in Unorganized Kenora District in northwestern Ontario, Canada. The station is on the Canadian National Railway transcontinental main line, between Copelands Landing to the west and Ottermere to the east, has a passing track, and is used by Via Rail as a stop for transcontinental Canadian trains.
Malachi was a Jewish prophet in the Hebrew Bible.
Malachi or Malachy may also refer to:
You're not in love with me
I'm in love with you
You barely even noticed
What's good about me
So I'll keep on tapping my way
This song as my cane
For someone who dares
Take on this man inside of me
You could hardly see
Falling away
So I'll keep on swimming my way
Through that pitch black part of me
Singing this tongue tied and twisted melody
There you go falling into that sea of people
Falling away
You're falling away
It's gone without a trace
I'm singing love songs again
You're falling away
Those dark streets inside of me
How further can they be
Now I can finally see
That pretty seed inside of me
The one thing I need inside of me
And that beast ingrained in me
Is bursting to see
What you and I can be