~God!~
When he speaks, do you hear him? How do you know what he is telling your soul and when it's him telling it to you?
~God!~
He say's that he loves you
But yet,
You doubt that he's there!
When he speaks
Do you hear him?
Or is he not there?
To touch him
Your hand would go
Right through him,
But if you could see him:
Would he be there?
When...
Straight through behind him,
There's a stained glass window
But his reflection is not there!
You ask him a question
He answers,
And now you do hear him
His voice,
He is there...
You reach out
Together, you touch
He is there
And although you can still see,
Right through him to your reflection
In the stained glass window of the cabinet
Behind him,
You know this time
That he loves you,
He is there
You know this time
That it's him...
Letting you know that he cares
Ad in the picture of your mind
He's letting you know,
That's the only place
You have to go,
Because he is there!
The one that is loving you
The 1 and only
God,
In all of Heaven and Earth True!
Jehovah, Jehovah,
Just love him true!
God,
Where in the world
Would any of us be,
Without...
You?
written by,
Jennifer...
Aka A Punk Girl once named Blue!
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