• anne_verse 11w


    I can hear the whispers of the dark
    At night they wait and lurk
    They taunt!
    They haunt!
    They sing it out loud!
    Where's your God!
    Where's your God!
    They let me cry
    Night and day
    They want me to say
    Where's my God!
    Where's my God!
    Yet, a still small voice
    Cancel every noise
    That sings to me and said
    "Wait for God's help!"
    Then you will again say
    I praise thee
    Oh true and living God!
    I worship thee
    With all thy heart, I give to thee
    Lover or of my soul
    That never fails me
    Even when I doubt thee.
    I will choose to say
    I will sing oh my soul
    And all that is with in me
    Oh my down cast soul
    Sing your hearts disappointment
    Groan the deepest pain
    Moan your darkest thought to Him
    He will stay
    He will still say
    You're greatly treasured
    Loved, and surrounded by my grace
    For He is the Father of Love.