Untitled Praise II, Parts 1 and 2

The voices inside my head
Are all talking at once
They tell me to say and do things
They tell me what to feel and when

The voices inside my head

Are confounding and confusing

They can't decide on which way to go

They leave me restless and unfulfilled

There is one voice that reigns

It tells me to be still, be silent

It says know that I AM GOD

It is the voice I long for most

Increase in volume as I decrease

Let the voices be quieted

As I listen for Your voice

I want to hear more clearly

THE VOICE of GOD

Untitled Praise II part 2

I hear the voice of crickets
And the chirping bird
I hear the breezes blowing
In addition, someone's spoken word

I hear the traffic buzzing
Along the busy streets
The sound of babies crying
I can sometimes hear my own heart beat

As I listen to the noises
To each and every sound
There's one I want to hear more clearly
I want it to abound

I want to hear my Master's voice
To me God, what have you to say
And I listen very closely
As He says, "My Child, have a blessed day"

For I am in every sound
No matter how great or small
For I created everything you know
I am the voice behind them all

Do when you hear the baby crying
Have compassion for their tears
When you hear the sirens raging
For its cargo, go into prayer

When the sounds of life begin each day
That sound, my child, you see
Is me, Your God, talking to you
I AM THAT VOICE, THE VOICE - IT'S ME.