Whisper My Soul...

There is a tension?
a discord?
an imbalance?

There is a disconnect between
what I can express
and what my soul needs to utter.

No, I cannot
within all of my abilities
convey what my inner most being needs
only to whisper.































So overwhelming, so hard to breathe.
Oh why you'd build your temple in me?

I will move, God take my feet.
Lord, I believe.
Lord, I believe.

Ears to listen, hands to free.
Lord, I believe.
Lord, I believe.

My shoulders here, O come and grieve.
Lord, I believe.
Lord, I believe.

Build your church, start with me.
Lord, I believe.
Lord, I believe.

Humble me. Humble me.
I believe, Lord. I believe.