How gentle the voice of my Father, so dear
As He calls to me quietly, to sit with Him here;
"Wait and Listen say not a word
How can I speak, if My voice can’t be heard?
Sometimes I have spoken, your mind far away;
Yet you heard not one word that I tried to say.
Then came the moment, something went wrong,
I heard you cry; “God where have you gone?”
Many times I’ve watched, walking silently along
For it’s in your weakness; that I’ll make you strong.
I long for you to seek Me with all of your heart;
The ways that I showed you - from them don’t depart.
My child when you called Me, upon bended knee
Believe all My Son told you and you will receive.
For in the quiet moments when we are alone;
Is when, my child - My truth I’ll make known.
So much I long to tell you, to make your way clear;
To guide and protect you - for I hold you so dear.
So come and rest in the warmth of My arms,
I promise to hold you and all of your fears calm.
I see your tears and hear the praise from your lips
It’s My hands that gently touch, your fingertips.
So when you cry; “Father, where have you gone?”
Remember my child - I was there all along.
Listen… Wait… Listen my child, say not a word;
For then, only then… can My voice be heard.
Author – Priscilla Van Sutphin
I hope you have a beautiful weekend....
PS. I would like to ask you to keep a dear friend in prayer.....she just lost her baby at 25+ weeks yesterday and I cannot imagine what she is going through. Please pray for Katina, Royce and their family.