I Would Listen

Though it pierce me in the heart
And draw blood in ocean waves
Though it tell me sweet sweet things
That there is love for me.

Though it tell me I must change
though it tell me I must move
though it tell me I must act
though it tell me I must wait.

Though my ears are deaf
and my tongue is dumb
truth is what I seek
and of course its love.


To Hear from Him

I felt the hand of God

On my child’s heart

He took away my fear at night

When I had prayed to start.


I heard the whisper of God

It told me to look up

And I was so exhausted then

My soul an empty cup.


I heard the voice of God

It told me to wrestle hard

From front to back in His own book

With the evil I had sparred.


I fear the shout of God

Though I can’t see the way

And it’s hard to hear in this wild storm

And I can’t find my way.


But who am I to know,

Anything of Him?

And why would He my broken form,

Choose to enter in?


But now I know the silence speaks

And I am just a fool to turn

And if my fears are not made flesh

My soul the silence it will burn.




Silence We Do Not Know

When the band doesn’t play

We cannot cheer

We fall silent.


If the sun fades to black

We cannot see

We fall silent.


At the ringing of the bell

We cannot hear

We fall silent.


Yet with this much noise

We cannot hear, we cannot see, we can give no praise

We cannot be silent.


And our inability makes us dumb

It makes us deaf, it makes us ungrateful

And we are still not silent.


All our noise keeps us from

The voices of our hearts, and more importantly,

The voice of God.