Sometimes it seems as though silence
Comforts me the most
Gazing up at the late, night sky
My breath is taken away
By my Omnipotent Creator
My Omniscient Savior and Sustainer
It overwhelms my soul
That the God of the Universe
Gives me sunshine every morning
And stars at night to gaze upon
Everytime I think of it
Silence overtakes my heart
And all there is room for
Is God and I
As I look up at the silent celestial sky
written by Stacie in 2007
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Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Loud Silence
I stand there by the creek
Watching my reflection in the waters below
My barefeet run through the meadow
Silence all around
Yet it seems to speak so loud
Sitting on a pew in an empty church
I feel Your presence
I hear Your voice
How could I ever say anything?
Anything in this loud silence to describe
How that I feel when I hear you silently speak?
The horse gallops down the field
I can't keep my feet from dancing
When I open my mouth to say something
About what happened
No words will roll off my tongue
All that is there to explain what I felt
Is silence that speaks so loud to me
Louder than anything I could ever say
How can I ever thank You enough
For speaking so loud to me?
Yet I heard it through the silence of the fluttering butterfly
When the ocean tide rolled in and back out again
When the sun set beyond the horizon
What can I do?
Oh, what can I say?
I never knew that silence could make me feel this way
Written by Stacie in 2007
Watching my reflection in the waters below
My barefeet run through the meadow
Silence all around
Yet it seems to speak so loud
Sitting on a pew in an empty church
I feel Your presence
I hear Your voice
How could I ever say anything?
Anything in this loud silence to describe
How that I feel when I hear you silently speak?
The horse gallops down the field
I can't keep my feet from dancing
When I open my mouth to say something
About what happened
No words will roll off my tongue
All that is there to explain what I felt
Is silence that speaks so loud to me
Louder than anything I could ever say
How can I ever thank You enough
For speaking so loud to me?
Yet I heard it through the silence of the fluttering butterfly
When the ocean tide rolled in and back out again
When the sun set beyond the horizon
What can I do?
Oh, what can I say?
I never knew that silence could make me feel this way
Written by Stacie in 2007
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