"silence" by bradley hathaway what’s happening here? i was once so alive and now i’m so full of dread and almost dead show me Your wounded head that is lead to communion with the Father but where did He go? His presence seems farther and farther away each day but i’m trying so hard to steer His way. yet still lonely and confused, on this cold hard ground i lay speak to me, Wise Mouth, and say “it’s all good kid, it’s nothing that you did, and though it feels like I’m not here with you right now, just be still and silent and listen for that sound.. Shhh.. Did you hear it? Listen again. Did you hear it? That silent voice that just spoke nothing, that is Me, I’m listening to your plea with open ears Counting all your tears flowing from your irritated eyes Searching the skies looking for that hope that beyond there lies. Oh you young worrisome sparrow, find rest Lay your battered head upon my omnipresent breast and make it your nest No strong cold wind could ever blow and carry you from this your home Look around, see the life shooting up from the ground Spring colors springing fourth and celebration of your trusting It’s a constant process, this is Growing you into the person you are to become But when you sense the setting of the sun, know it is only rising and has just begun Now go fourth, sing songs of faith, and lift up others in the midst of this race And if you can’t keep the pace or lose sight of my face Know that I’m always near so you need not fear But don’t worry about all that right now Just sit here and enjoy the peace I offer in my silence When I am silent I am listening, and not abandoning.

Annons

The photo has no tags

April 2009