Small Enough

Oh great God be small enough to hear me now.

There are times when I was crying

from the dark of Daniel's den,

and I have asked you once or twice

to part the sea again.

But tonight I do not need a fiery pillar in the sky.

Just wanna know

you're gonna hold me if I start to cry.

Oh Great God be small enough to hear me now.

Oh Great God be close enough to feel you now.

There have been times

that I could not face Goliath on my own,

and how could I forget we've marched

around our share of Jericho's,

but I will not be setting out

a fleece for you tonight.

Just want to know

everything will be alrigh

Oh Great God be close enough to feel you now

All praise and honour

be to the God of ancient mysteries,

whose every sign and wonder

turn the pages of our history.

But tonight my heart is heavy,

and I cannot keep from whispering this prayer,

"are you there?"

And I know that you could leave

writing on the wall that's just for me

or send wisdom when I'm sleeping

like in Solomon's sweet dreams.

But I don't need the strength of Samson

or a chariot in the end.

Just want to know that you still know

how many hairs are on my head

Oh Great God be small enough to hear me now.

By Nicole Nordeman

I know once again what it means to be free,

to be drowning in wave after wave of your mercy,

drunk on the joy of your salvation,

feeling the wonder of being your creation,

I am the climber that's finally reached the peak,

a composer who found the perfect pitch,

the scientist with the illusive cure,

a muddy stream suddenly made pure.

See I was the bound Pharisee,

But by HIs grace I'm free.

Some day...

I really will stop dreaming,

you'll see, I'll start doing.

I'll pick myself up and

quit playing like a pup.

Begin walking the talk,

this time I won't balk.

I'll gather my dreams,

and map my whims.

I'll write that story,

tell her I said sorry.

I'll do more than watch,

I'll learn, I'll coach.

Ill wear that damn dress,

with stilettos, no less.

I'll go to a music studio,

demand to be on the video.

I'll shed my fear,

Am not kidding my dear.

I'll do it next moon,

I'll do it soon,

I promise I will,

I'll make real

...someday.

Coquettish Lover

Ah, but it's a good day today.
Woke up this morning
with a song in my heart,
and praise on my lips.
But You know how fickle I am,
how fast my feelings come and go.
Today I'm so in love with You,
Tomorrow I'll forget to pray.
Today I'll praise You,
Tomorrow I'll go my own way.
Today I'm conscious of your will,
Tomorrow I couldn't care less what You say.
I feel like a coquettish lover,
batting my lashes when it suits me best,
Pouting if I don't have my way.
So I write this not knowing
how tomorrow will be,
what the winds of change will bring.
I'm just grateful for one thing,
That You love me even still.

Love Story

I think ours has the making of a great love story.

There's you, there's me and there's the tragedy.

Ours is not the complexity of a family feud

nor of difference in classes.

No, ours unfortunately is much simpler;

its the battle with common sense.

Go to school get your degree, get your masters,

be paid to work anywhere else but home.

And it seems fate has kissed our destiny goodbye.

I want you to know

even if we don't ever get our happily ever after,

I would gladly go through it again;

the months away punctuated by long distance calls

that ran through our money faster than it did our passion,

the nights we whispered our fervent 'I love yous',

the already short holidays that grew wings

as if they too relished our anguish.

Days where we tried to snatch every second

the sun threw us like a lifeline

because we knew it wouldn't be long before

that fiend time would come again to tear us apart.

If common sense has its way,

I want you to know

It was worth it, loving you