In the quiet of the night,
I bow my head to pray.
Sometimes I want to talk,
and other times I want to scream
just trying to make my point
on how I felt about my day
Then with a whisper
I hear You say
If it's on your heart
Then it’s been on My mind
And when I hear the cries of My child
I’ll reach out My Hand
And lift you up
Lift you up
I’ll lift you up
I’ll lift you up
To a place where my peace
Will overflow your cup
When I see the signal lights,
I know it’s time to pray
Yet, I can’t let go of the things
that weighs heavy on me.
The worry takes control
in every part of my day.
Then with a whisper,
I hear You say
If it's on your heart
Then it’s been on My mind
And when I hear the cries of My child
I’ll reach out My Hand
And lift you up
Lift you up
I’ll lift you up
I’ll lift you up
To a place where my peace
Will overflow your cup
