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
I want the friendship and the fear
Of knowing You