You confide in those who fear You Share the secrets of Your heart Friendship give to those who seek to Honour You with every part Though I'm one of unclean lips, Lord I am crying 'woe is me' Trying now to rid myself of All the things that hinder me from
Knowing You Hearing You speak Seeing You move mysteriously Your whisperings In my soul's ear I want the friendship and the fear Of knowing You
There is one thing You have spoken There are two things I have found You, O Lord, are ever loving You, O Lord are always strong
I am longing to discover Both the closeness and the awe Feel the nearness of Your whisper Hear the glory of Your roar, just...
Knowing You Hearing You speak Seeing You move mysteriously, yeah Your whisperings, oh In my soul's ear I want the friendship and the fear