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Still Small Voice - The Christians

Written by：Henry Priestman

I search

I search for beauty I search for truth

There must be a proof

I need a reason to survive to stay alive

I know what must be done

Before the morning comes

So I look for self respect

As I reflect

All the wrecked lives that we live

The waste and

Greed

Been down but not like this before

Can't take it anymore

Oh

Still small voice

Rise inside and calm this tortured soul

Give me just one last choice

Whisper soothing words and take control

Take control of me

I sit here waiting for a sign something divine

Thunder's cracking in my head I must be dead

But as the pain subsides

Begin to realise

There's a gentle tone I hear

It sounds so clear

All at once I feel sublime

The voice is mine

And will I find myself my way

And greet a brand new day

Tell me still small voice

Rise inside again and calm my soul

Give me just one last choice

Whisper soothing words and take control

Take control of me

I've been blind

Oh so foolish

And the fault was my

I was lost

But now I found again

Only one way out

Only one way in

For hear I no

Ohhh

Oh still small voice

Rise inside again and calm my soul

Give me just one more choice

Whisper soothing words and take control

Take control of me yeah

Rise inside again and calm my soul

Oh give me one more choice

Whisper soothing words and take control

Take control of me

Take control of me

Oooooo

Ooo

Ooo

Yeaaaaaah

Don't let go

Oohhh no

Ooo

Ooo

Ooo

Ooo

Ooo

Oh no

Tortured soul

Tortured soul

Ooo

Ohhhoh

Take control

Take control of me