Andrew Peterson - The Silence of God lyrics
[Andrew Peterson - The Silence of God lyrics]
It's enough to 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 heaven's only answer is
The silence of God
And 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
And if a man has got to listen
To the voices of the mob
Who are 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
Then what about the times when
Even followers get lost?
'Cause we all get lost sometimes
There's a statue of Jesus
On a monastery knoll
In the hills of Kentucky, all quiet and cold
And He's kneeling in the garden
As silent as a Stone
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 in 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 heaven's only answer is
The silence of God
And 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
And if a man has got to listen
To the voices of the mob
Who are 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
Then what about the times when
Even followers get lost?
'Cause we all get lost sometimes
There's a statue of Jesus
On a monastery knoll
In the hills of Kentucky, all quiet and cold
And He's kneeling in the garden
As silent as a Stone
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 in the holy
Lonesome echo of the silence of God