Psalms In The Heart

The heart aches, the body shakes Foreign thoughts fill my head The air is hot, blowing a lot Trying to hear what the Creator said The heart pleads, dropping to my knees As the ego won't let me rest The eyes strain, thoughts constrained As I reach for my vest I step outside beneath the sky Searching where the answers hide The world keeps moving all around While storms are raging deep inside Every road I've walked before Leads me to the very same place A man can't win this fight alone Without a higher strength and grace Chorus When my heart can no longer stand And my feet sink deep in the sand I whisper softly through the night "Creator, help me hold the Light" When the will to receive takes control And darkness settles on my soul I raise my eyes and do my part As You rebuild my shattered heart The wind still blows, the desert knows How many tears have touched the ground Yet every fall becomes a call Where hidden mercy can be found So I'll keep walking, ...

We lifted a prayer without a sound, For friends whose faces were not around. Not asking for comfort, not asking for gain, Only that our hearts be joined again. Days passed quietly, one by one, Never knowing what the Creator had done. Yet deep within His hidden plan, He guided each step of every man. Then suddenly joy filled the room, Replacing distance, removing gloom. Jean returned with an open heart, And Oscar came to take his part. No one can measure the gift we received, Or the prayer that the Creator conceived. For what seemed lost was never gone, It simply waited to be drawn. Now the ten feels warmer, stronger, whole, As gratitude rises from every soul. Not for numbers, not for pride, But for the love the Creator placed inside. So today our hearts together sing, To the One who arranges everything. With thanks beyond what words can say, For gathering His friends this day. The vessel grows, the bond runs deep, Through every promise we strive to keep. And with grateful hearts we cle...

A farmer plants a seed in spring, Though no green leaf is there. He waters earth he cannot trust, Yet tends it with his care. A sailor leaves the harbor shore, Though storms may fill the sea. He follows stars he cannot hold, Believing what will be. A father works from dawn till dusk, His hands are worn and sore. He cannot see tomorrow's bread, Yet knocks on duty's door. So walks the soul upon the path, When darkness fills the eyes. Not knowing where the next step lands, Yet turning toward the skies. And righteousness is not a crown, Nor something one can claim. It is the heart that justifies The One behind the game. To say, "Whatever comes today, I still will hold the line. Your wisdom sees what I cannot, Your purpose is divine." Then peace arrives without a sound, Like evening after rain. Not because every problem's gone, Or life is free from pain. But because the heart has learned at last What all the sages knew: The hand that asks, the faith that grows, And the...