The Voice of the Lord

I hear you, Lord, not with words

Spoken; I hear you

Indefinably, yet undeniably

I know You are there.  You speak

In language I can only grasp in soul

I rest my case, by grace, this sinning heart

Will treasure an inheritance's promise.

Lord, Let Us Begin Again

From the inside out

From the outside in

Lord, let us begin again

For the taken lives

For lives unsaved

Lord, let us begin again

For a people torn

A people scarred

Lord, let us begin again

For hopeless souls

And visions crushed

Lord, let us begin again

For battered nation

Wounded, marred

Lord, let us begin again

For sake of mercy

Sake of grace

Lord, let us begin again

Ordinary Time

It's ordinary time, Lord,

Making beds and wiping dust

From furniture and fixtures

Doing chores I know I must

Laundry, blinds, sweeping floors

Mirrors polished, toilets cleansed

No matter.  There's always more

To do, to do, to do.  When ended?

Be still and know that I am there

The dust from which I made you

Alone - clay to life, beloved

Ordinary!  No!  Made new!