He hears usÂ
He hears us not in the way we want to be heardÂ
But in the way we need to be heardÂ
He hears our innermost desiresÂ
Our inner cries, our inner requirementsÂ
He knows what size fits usÂ
Itâs never a âone size fits allâÂ
But rather a callÂ
To ensure we remained calledÂ
According to his purposeÂ
He hears usÂ
He hears our every emotionÂ
And fills us up with the notionÂ
That we are worthyÂ
That we are lovedÂ
That we are valuedÂ
That we can rise aboveÂ
Rise above those thoughts that cry outÂ
Those ideas that make us doubtÂ
That make us search for clout within this worldÂ
When it is written: âwe have overcome the worldâ and all its spoilsÂ
He hears usÂ
He hears our heartbeatÂ
And knows the rhythm to a tÂ
He knows us by the very strand of our hairÂ
He knows our every care
provided we are willing to cast them unto himÂ
Allowing him to bear the weightÂ
Because he can and it will never frustrate himÂ
It will never make him move awayÂ
Because our God is near to those who are near to himÂ
He draws close like a deer searching for the nearest springÂ
He longs for those moments spent with himÂ
In perfect blissÂ
He strengthens us to raise our head to himÂ
âLook up childâ, he says - turn your eyes to me and donât look awayÂ
Donât hesitate to prostrateÂ
To be you, to be vulnerableÂ
To be moved, to hunger no moreÂ
Because he feeds usÂ
He pleases usÂ
He fills me up with joyÂ
Pleasure evermoreÂ
Oh boy!Â
What more can I sayÂ
Except to rest in his embraceÂ
Except to open my lips to glorify his nameÂ
He hears us.Â
He is there for us
He will never leave nor forsake usÂ
What type of love is this?Â
A one that insists to existÂ
Even before I was formed you knew meÂ
You knew my iniquityÂ
And still said - âsheâs for meâ
Thank you LordÂ
Thank you Father, you are goodÂ
I will lift your name and give you praiseÂ
Because my name calls for itÂ
My sheer existence is a call to itÂ
A call to give God all the glory and the praiseÂ
A resounding noiseÂ
Jericho is wonÂ
And He reigns forevermore.Â
My El Shama.Â
