Michael Card The Silence Of God Lyrics
The Silence Of God by Michael Card
It'll drive a man crazy
It'll break a man's faith
It's enough to make him wonder
If he's ever been sane
When he's bleating for comfort
From Thy staff and Thy rod
And the heavens only answer
Is the silence of God
It'll shake a man's timbers
When he loses his heart
When he has to remember
What broke him apart
This yoke may be easy
But this burden is not
When the crying fields are frozen
By the silence of God
But when you have to listen
To the voices of the mob
Who were reeling in the throes
Of all the happiness they've got
When they tell you all their troubles
Have been nailed up to that cross
But what about the times
When even the followers get lost?
Cause we all get lost sometimes
There's a statue of Jesus
In a monastery knoll
In the hills of Kentucky
All quiet and cold
He's kneeling in the garden
As silent as a stone
And all His friends are sleeping
And He's weeping all alone
And the Man of all sorrows
He never forgot
What sorrow is carried
By the hearts that He bought
So when the questions dissolve
Into the silence of God
The aching may remain
But the breaking does not
The aching may remain
But the breaking does not
At the holy lonesome echo
Of the silence of God
It'll break a man's faith
It's enough to make him wonder
If he's ever been sane
When he's bleating for comfort
From Thy staff and Thy rod
And the heavens only answer
Is the silence of God
It'll shake a man's timbers
When he loses his heart
When he has to remember
What broke him apart
This yoke may be easy
But this burden is not
When the crying fields are frozen
By the silence of God
But when you have to listen
To the voices of the mob
Who were reeling in the throes
Of all the happiness they've got
When they tell you all their troubles
Have been nailed up to that cross
But what about the times
When even the followers get lost?
Cause we all get lost sometimes
There's a statue of Jesus
In a monastery knoll
In the hills of Kentucky
All quiet and cold
He's kneeling in the garden
As silent as a stone
And all His friends are sleeping
And He's weeping all alone
And the Man of all sorrows
He never forgot
What sorrow is carried
By the hearts that He bought
So when the questions dissolve
Into the silence of God
The aching may remain
But the breaking does not
The aching may remain
But the breaking does not
At the holy lonesome echo
Of the silence of God