Thursday, June 21, 2007

when the tears fall

After I posted the last post, I laid down in bed to sleep and put some music on. I had the urge to write some poetry (as I often do). So I got up and came back here. I tried, but all I could write was the song that is playing. It is beautiful, and this is my heart. I can't steal this song and call it my own, 'cause I never wrote this one, but may you be blessed and encouraged to read it, even tho it is better with music.
*Lord, I pray that whoever reads this will feel Your Spirit fill their presence, wherever they are and whatever they are doing. Thank You for being so faithful Father.*
When the Tears Fall
I've had questions, without answers
I've known sorrow, I have known pain
but there's one thing, that I'll cling to
You are faithful, Jesus You're true
when hope is lost, I'll call You Saviour
when pain surrounds, I'll call You Healer
when silence falls, You'll be the song within my heart
in the lone hour, of my sorrow
through the darkest night of my soul
You surround me, and sustain me
my Defender, forever more
when hope is lost, I'll call You Saviour
when pain surrounds, I'll call You Healer
when silence falls, You'll be the song within my heart
And I will praise you, I will praise You
when the tears fall, still I will sing to You
I will praise you, Jesus praise You
Through the suffering still I will sing
when hope is lost, I'll call You Saviour
when pain surrounds, I'll call You Healer
when silence falls, You'll be the song within my heart
I will praise you, I will praise you
when the tears fall, still I will sing to You
I will praise you, Jesus praise You
Through the suffering, still I will sing to You
Always I sing to You
Jesus I'll sing for You
When the laughter, fails to comfort
when my heart aches, Lord are you there?
when confusion, is all around me
and the darkness, is my closest friend
still I will praise You
Jesus praise You
~ Tim Hughes

1 comment:

David McLain said...

it's when tears fall, when laughter fails to comfort, when darkness is all around, that our praise is the most precious. our offering is most costly at that point, and He is most honored. You honor Him.