Lyrics

how do you tell God you love Him?
how can He really, really know for sure
if how He is for us is LOVE
how can I touch that ?
what am I made of ?
let’s say… let’s say
He spilled the stars as an accident
and answers my prayers as an afterthought
what do I have in my pockets here
that could warm the heart of my God ?

how do you tell God you love Him ?
with my prayer closet full of toys ?
if I heartbeat ten times for Him
that’s still only ten
and not worth the mention…
let’s say… lets’ say
He sneezed and a meadow of flowers appeared
(God bless You)
and a mighty cough set the Milky Way
what could I have in my gunnysack
to impress the heart of my God ?

how do you tell God you love Him?

you take the weight
you understand
you wash my feet
you touch my hand
you listen hard
you comprehend
and if you don’t, you ask again
you offer up a bloated pride
you’re naked where you cannot hide
you pass the grace
you pass the peace
and in Begotten find release…

© 1998 lance saint ash