How Do I Hear Him?

Through the silent whispers of the heart
I hear his word and want to do my part.
Beyond the quiet stillness of the morning dew
I hear the quiet whispers many are new.

The unspoken reverence of his example
Hearing his voice at times is ample.
Through the gentle nudging of his hands
The mild hushed voice of his commands.

I feel the sounds of peace enter my heart,
And wish for that sound every day never part.
Though reverberations of his words fill my soul
I ponder his words clarion call, which never become dull.

When the Gospel voice rings loud and clear
The call of his voice I hear draws me near.
Father! The cry of his anguished tones encircles me,
The reverie of being in his presence sets me free.

I am free to hear his voice, heed his cry
Seek for his grace and still wonder why?
Why he would reach down for one so low,
To lift me to his side his face to know.

Please dear Lord help me to hear him,
Today, tomorrow please fill my heart to the rim,
With love and songs of joy to his blessed name
May I always share far and wide his fame.

Proclaiming with the voice of angels to men on earth,
The song of his redeeming grace from his birth.
Sharing his pure love through hearing his word,
That the Gospel message by all may be heard.