The world will shift around you
till you’re shaken to the core
the wind will move the mountains
with a loud primeval roar
thunderstorms surround you
and the lightning rips the sky -
but listen for the whisper
of the Lord who’s passing by.
The wildfire moves across you
taking ev’rything you know
the raging tides approach you -
but there comes a quiet glow
and as the morning breaks
the Lord will hear your helpless cry
as you listen for the whisper
that means He is passing by.
O Lord, You are Omnipotent
You know ev’ry grain of sand
You hide me in a cleft of rock
You hold me in Your hand.
And as the darkness fades,
let me hear that faintest sigh,
that smallest, gentle whisper
of the Lord, who passes by.
“Ye adulterers and adulteresses, know ye
not that the friendship of the world is
enmity with God? whosoever therefore
will be a friend of the world is the enemy of God.”