His Voice Cries Out
When this world loudly screams at you,
And steals away your song,
God’s gentle voice whispers deep within,
“To Me, My child, you belong.”
When you’re overwhelmed by the things you’ve done,
And are haunted by your past,
A tender voice cries out and shelters you,
“Mine is a love that will last.”
When it seems your heart is hardening,
And you sense that there’s a blindness,
Remember the Lord Himself has called you,
And drawn you with lovingkindness.
When the hurting is so very real,
And the pain seems to touch your soul,
Jesus is beckoning so softly,
“Come to Me. I will make you whole.”
When the aching inside overwhelms you,
And you need a friend who’s near,
The voice of Heaven keeps on calling out,
“Oh My child, I am here.”
When you feel that you’re left all alone,
And through these tears you can’t even see,
God’s voice still cries out to comfort you,
“My dear child, you are precious to Me.”
October 5th, 1996
Jerry Bouey
Then shalt thou call, and the LORD shall answer;
thou shalt cry, and He shall say, Here I am…
Isaiah 58:9
The LORD hath appeared of old unto me,
saying, Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love:
therefore with lovingkindness have I drawn thee.
Jeremiah 31:3