Loss for Words

February 13, 2004

I’m finding myself at a loss for words
And the funny thing is it’s OK
The last thing I need is to be heard
But to hear what You would say

Word of God speak
Would You pour down like rain
Washing my eyes to see
Your majesty
To be still and know
That You’re in this place
Please let me stay and rest
In Your holiness
Word of God speak

I’m finding myself in the midst of You
Beyond the music, beyond the noise
All that I need is to be with You
And in the quiet hear Your voice

I’m finding myself at a loss for words
And the funny thing is it’s OK

by Mercy Me

Posted by pablohart on February 13, 2004 09:27 AM

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OT: A good looking site you have here.. I like your categories, I'll have to come back for a longer look but you seem to have a really good thing going, keep it up.

From an artistic perspective I was almost expecting 'Loss for Words' to be a poem of just plain white space, with maybe a stylised picture in the middle. The truth is that listening is one of the hardest things to do in prayer. We might think we are at a loss for words, yet we often happily go on saying the same things over again, or just mumbling stuff, when we should be still and listen. Good poem.

Posted by Andrew at February 13, 2004 10:07 AM

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