HE CALLS TO MY HEART*

He calls to my heart,
sweet voice of the Lord.
He whispers be still,
and hear my voice.
What sweet melody as He sings to me,
love songs I never heard before.
No one could ever sing,
a melody so sweet as my Lord and King.
His love takes me high,
above all sorrow and pain,
with Him I know,I have all to gain.
He calls to my heart,
I must arise and go forth.
His sweet voice I hear drawling me near.
I must follow, I desire and I long,
to be close to Him all my life long.
He calls to my heart,
sweet voice of the Lord.
At His side is where I belong.
He fills my heart with songs of joy,
to fill this empty heart of mine.
No greater love could I ever find,
He calls me by name,I know I must go.
He loves me I know.
I will follow You, Lord,wherever You go
He calls to my heart and I will not delay,
I will go forward with Him all the way.
Doing His will no matter what the cost,
sharing His love with all who are lost.
He Calls to my heart,I must obey,
I love my dear Lord more and more
each day.
by Wanda Jess,Sept14(c)2004