Hear His Voice

He speaks to us in many ways, His message to depart

A burning bush, or roaring wind, an aching in my heart

Maybe a dream or scripture verse, a message from a friend

I long to hear Him speak to me, my broke heart to mend.

(Chorus)

Be still my heart, hear your master’s voice

Draw near to Him, seek out His course

His will be done, and not my own

Kneel before His royal thrown

He who moves the mountains, reveals His thoughts to man.

He holds my very future and executes His plan

He whispers to my spirit, guiding me along the way

He holds my hand, on Him I stand, as I walk throughout each day.

I cannot live without Him, He gives me peace within

I know that I can trust Him to take away my sin.

His living word to teach me, as I navigate this world

And go someday to join Him as heaven is unfurled

Linda DeMoss

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