When The Heart Cries

When the heart cries
the Lord hears it.
When the heart lies
the Lord hears it.
When the heart breaks
the Lord hears it.
When the heart aches
the Lord hears it.
When the heart stops
the Lord makes it start.
He lives within
each beating heart.

Presence

The sun reaches down to us,
His golden hand.
The moon, His eye,
watches over the land.
The clouds, His cloak,
thrown over the world to protect His people.
The stars, His smile,
shine down on the steeples.
The people, His children,
each and every one.
The world, His heart,
for it is our home.
God is all around us,
our ever-watching lover.
His presence surrounds us,
waiting to be discovered.

Rhythm of God

Life is a poem
that does not always rhyme.
Love is a beat
that we can't step to in time.
But there's one rhythm
you can always dance to.
It's the Rhythm of God,
composed just for you.