His Voice…by Victoria Guyadeen

His voice wasn’t in the loud thunder that roared
He wasn’t in the earthquake

I waited all night for the voice of the Lord
For him to speak to me and command me

He wasn’t in the lighting
He wasn’t in the strong tree

Should I go and come back to wait for the voice? No something tells me to stay a litte bit longer and wait for the voice of the Lord.

For hours I stay‚ waiting wondering when he would speak to me

In the most gentlest breeze is the voice of the Lord. I hear him and he commands me.

Listen to him‚ he’ll come in the most gentlest whisper and command you. He will not yell out to you but his voice will come softly and calmly. Because the Lord is gentle.

Listen his child‚ for the voice of the Lord!

This is my beloved Son‚ in whom I am well pleased; hear ye him. Matthew 17:5