My mind is usually a crowded room,
there isn't space - there isn't often quiet,
I guess thats why I am not often quiet myself.
If study isn't finding a place to rest in my brain,
then there are countless thoughts floating around
about life, mine and others
about opportunities, taken and missed
about poverty, hatred, war, pain, heartache, uncertainty, apathy
about paths to peace, wellness, joy, and simple silliness &
about HOPE, in the midst of all of all other things
I always want there to be room in my mind for HOPE,
space for HOPE to breathe and breed
air space for HOPE to be heard above the other words
and voices that can be consuming.
Tonight just as I am about to sleep my mind is focussing
on that HOPE, HOPE has a spotlight and a microphone.
I am reminded of a song built on the fact that there has to be more,
that there has to be better
that good has to win,
that wrongs must be righted,
that the marginalised will be justified,
the trampled will be lifted high,
those silenced will hear their words spoken,
the rejected will be accepted
the unloved, deeply loved
that there is a place of overwhelming peace
to be discovered both now and in the days to come.
Tonight I sat in quiet, in the place of peace
and found myself in the depths of true HOPE.
1 Light, space, zest— that's God!
So, with him on my side I'm fearless,
afraid of no one and nothing.
2 When vandal hordes ride down
ready to eat me alive,
Those bullies and toughs
fall flat on their faces.
3 When besieged,
I'm calm as a baby.
When all hell breaks loose,
I'm collected and cool.
4 I'm asking God for one thing,
only one thing:
To live with him in his house
my whole life long.
I'll contemplate his beauty;
I'll study at his feet.
5 That's the only quiet, secure place
in a noisy world,
The perfect getaway,
far from the buzz of traffic.
6 God holds me head and shoulders
above all who try to pull me down.
I'm headed for his place to offer anthems
that will raise the roof!
Already I'm singing God-songs;
I'm making music to God.
7-9 Listen, God, I'm calling at the top of my lungs:
"Be good to me! Answer me!"
When my heart whispered, "Seek God,"
my whole being replied,
"I'm seeking him!"
Don't hide from me now!
9-10 You've always been right there for me;
don't turn your back on me now.
Don't throw me out, don't abandon me;
you've always kept the door open.
My father and mother walked out and left me,
but God took me in.
11-12 Point me down your highway, God;
direct me along a well-lighted street;
show my enemies whose side you're on.
Don't throw me to the dogs,
those liars who are out to get me,
filling the air with their threats.
13-14 I'm sure now I'll see God's goodness
in the exuberant earth.
Stay with God!
Take heart. Don't quit.
I'll say it again:
Stay with God.
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