The still small voice still speaks but we don’t hear
We have our headphones on when god is near
We must not miss the music nor the news
We must look at stats and likes and count the views
Yet I think we can be quite sincere.
The voice of Man or God can be revered
The still small voice.
And in the name of
privacy concealed
What is hidden needs to be revealed
We think that God is powerful despite clues
He does not bomb the helpless for the News
Only when we listen are we healed
The still small voice
How my heart sings 