Friday, August 13, 2010

Speaking to the Lord

Let me hear your whisper
Let me look upon your face
Though my eyes so often wander
Still you beckon me to stay

Lord, I hear you calling
I can hear your gentle sigh
Like the shadows of the evening
Soon to cover bright blue skies

Let my soul be open
Let me understand your ways
Father, I can see I’m broken
Still I lift my arms in praise

I sit here and wonder
Why so often silence stays
Lord I listen for your thunder
Standing in your glory’s shade

Never will I wander
Though my eyes so often do
I can never find your equal
No one loves me like you do

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