Cross Paths
She stumbles past the cold black door,
Stunned by words she can't ignore.
To think her friends could accuse her so
Hurts much more than their bitter blow.
If this is what comes from the ones she trusts,
How long will it take before her whole world goes bust?
Yet in her heart, over the cries of her youth,
She hears the soft whisper of a calming truth.
Be still, and know, I am God.
Be still, and know, I am God!
For I have plans for you in your walk through life,
Disciplines to learn, some hardships and strife,
But what seems to you a merciless pain
Will bring lessons to share and wisdom to gain!
So be still, and know, I am God.
Be still, and know, I am God!
So many people live as if trapped in a vault,
Bound by a culture that thrives on finding fault
And only assigns value on how well they engage
When confronted by others on a superficial stage.
So centered are their thoughts on material gain,
They see any other path as simply insane.
And thus they miss the signs God sends them each day
That could lift all their burdens and light their way.
She walks by a man, his soul emptied by fear,
Having lost all he loved to a footloose brassiere.
He can't blame his wife for saying goodbye,
Yet losing the kids makes him just want to die.
All his lifetime of efforts, building up trust,
Lays crumbled and broken, little more than dust.
Yet deep in his heart, in the grip of despair,
He feels a warm glow melting through this nightmare,
Be still, and know, I am God.
Be still, and know, I am God!
For I have plans for you, no matter your sin,
To ever pick you up should you fall down again.
Just let go your pride and confess your mistakes,
And I shall help you bear all your bitter heartaches.
So be still, and know, I am God.
Be still, and know, I am God!
He brushes away the tears from his eyes,
Not seeing all those blinded by sly worldly lies.
Like the man who doesn't care how he will pay for all his bills
Just as long as he gets all his daily thrills.
Or the child who stands twisted in bitter remorse
Condemning herself for her parents' divorce.
Or the grieving father who can't understand why
His beloved son had just chose to die.
Be still, and know, I am God.
Be still, and know, I am God!
A man ponders these thoughts and discovers his gaze
Is drawn to a woman near the end of her days.
She lives now alone as the last of her clan,
Yet she's mastered her wounds and held on to God's plan.
For deep in her soul, from the time of her choice,
She's trusted His will and followed His voice,
Having run the good race and fought the good fight,
She still clings to the words that guided her right.
Be still, and know, I am God.
Be still, and know, I am God!
For I have plans for you that don't end with death,
But bring you on home once you've used your last breath.
Just live by your faith and believe in my Son,
And I'll see you through all that needs to be done.
So be still, and know, I am God.
Be still, and know, I am God!
Be still, and know, I am God.
-- Words and music copyright July 2013, Kirby Lee Davis