What else is there
After the slipping away
When everything is silent,
and nothing is around, alone
Looking dep inside,
Hearing the echo of my soul
Noone can know
In these tims of silence,
these times of seperation
I find there is a voice that rises up
A peace that brings my tears
A comfort that no one else can offer
So why do people turn away?
Why do they look elsewhere and base their self on opinions?
When the truth is so evident that this God of love is so constant
When everything is gone Destruction and storms
My Jesus stands to help