What else is there
After the slipping away
When everything is silent
And nothing is around, alone
Looking deep inside
Hearing the echo of my soul
No one can know
In there times of silence
These times of separation
I find there is a void that rises up
A peace that brings my tears
A comfort that no one else can offer
So why do people turn away
Why they look elsewhere
And base there self on opinions
When the truth is so evident
That this God of Love is so constant
When every thing is gone
Destruction and storms
My Jesus stands to help
In These Times of Silence was produced by Barry Poynter.