Whispers from above
|
1
|
There are times and times again, When my love seems far away; The hours would stretch, the days turn gray; All the while, I know not how, In my darkest hour, He prays In the saints, oh, for my sake. |
| By a touch of His dear love, By the sound of His sweet voice, Whispers from above, Spoken through men of clay. And this world just fades away. (Let this world just fade away.) |
|
|
2
|
Blinded soul, I cannot see What this world has done to me; My heart grows cold and life would bleed; Then He comes, knocks on my door, Through the saints—and there they stand With the Lord, oh, for my need! |
50
El Monte, CA, United States
I don’t love the world anymore
Wow. Thank You Lord
McKinney, TX, United States
This is a hymn of life in the principle of incarnation, and it is a mingled life, a life in which God and man are mingled together. God is reaching man through men of clay---"Whispers from above, spoken through men of clay... Then He comes, knocks on my door, Through the saints--and there they stand with the Lord, oh, for my need! He strengthens inwardly to go on to build His Body for His heart desire.
Is there a part two of this hymn? I really like it
This hymn is probably top 6 hymns of all time. It’s very enjoyable
El Monte, CA, United States
Nice. Thank You
This hymn never gets old. Thank Your Lord
El Monte, CA, United States
This is my favorite hymn
Clinton, MA, United States
Hey Jorge, I appreciate whenever you comment on this song. It's always timely for me. Praise the Lord for His Body. "Then he comes, knocks on my door, through the saints, for my need!"
EM, CA, United States
I love you Lord