A Better Word

Why are You silent 

When tears are our food 

Do you hearAs we cry aloud?

Awake my soul and see

The risen Christ who died for me!

When I can’t hear your voice,

Amidst the raging flood,

I look to the blood

That speaks a better word.

Why are You sleeping

When my heart fills with doubt,

As the waves rise

And the wind howls?

Take heart my soul and see

The risen Christ who died for me! 

When I can’t see your hand

Amidst the rising waves,

I have your promise

That you will never forsake.