Answer

How blessed we are, Your creation,
Formed by the Creator hands,
Born with a Master plan.
We have a loving Father,
whose blessing fill our every breath.

Yet, how easily we lose sight,
of the blessing of our very life,
and chase after the desires
of our worldly heart.
Searching after the newest thing,
to fill the emptiness within.
Even though we already know,
the answer to what we're looking for

Noise

Lord,
How hard is it to cut out,
The noise of the world around us.
The constantly changing frequencies of our heart,
Tend to tune into the things that aren't you.
How I long to hear your voice loud and clear,
instead of the static of my sin.

I let this happen,
I invited the static to come in.
Instead of tuning into your sweet whispers,
I've settled for the music of the world.
Except that I realized as time went by,
that this music was really just static,
To keep your voice from reaching me.

So here I am, struggling to cut through,
The static of the world around me,.
To retune my heart to the frequency of your love,
So I can hear your quiet whispers,
Singing to me a long song.