There is a voice, unheard and weeping, in the darkness
Hopeless, alone, afraid and forgotten
How can a life be changed?
Is the price too much for you to pay?
To be the voice to the voiceless
Kind and nice within your heart
Give your strength for the weary, broken and thorn apart
Be that voice
What will we do,
Will we let them die away?
And as they fade from memory,
Their lives remain the same.
Soms is het moeilijk te verwoorden hoe de Afrika tijd is geweest. Maar Sara Groves heeft hier een prachtig lied over geschreven. Daarom ga ik graag weer terug..
AFRICA
I saw what I saw and I can’t forget it
I heard what I heard and I can’t go back
I know what I know and I can’t deny it
Something on the road, cut me to the soul
Your pain has changed me
your dream inspires
your face a memory
your hope a fire
your courage asks me what I’m afraid of
what I am made of
and what I know of love
We’ve done what we’ve done,
and we can’t erase it
We are what we are
and it’s more than enough
We have what we have,
but it’s no substitution
I say what I say with no hesitation
I have what I have and I’m giving it up
I do what I do with deep conviction
Something on the road, changed my world
(Sara Groves– I saw what I saw)
The day is dimming and I’m yearning for you
I won’t be satisfied till I see your face
Every victory, every loss
Every ticket, every cross
You can put them all in place
It seems I’m finding more of why
In these moments
I feel like I’m made to sing of how good you are
The more the years swell by and pass
Each seconds more than last
It’s true by far
That no profound thought or clever rhyme
No soaring grand, melodic line
No theory, philosophy or sign
Can explain it
Where You are, I wanna be
It’s Your love that has changed me
I’d give the world, and all it’s charms
For a moment in Your arms
Better is one day with You
Than a thousand elsewhere
I still remember what it felt like before You
I’m grateful every day for how things have changed
I’ll thank You every way I can
‘Cos my life only began
When I heard You call my name
Now, no praise of man
No great acclaim
No humble looking kind of fane
No power, wealth or worldly gain
Could satisfy me
Could ever satisfy
Unfortunately my blog-host was closing my account, so I have to copy all my postst to this new site. Hopefully I’ll soon find time to update some more.