The God I Know
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Written on April 18, 2025
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With a voice like thunder – some days
gentle blessings on others, as my heart prays
from the old, old story –
His cross led to lasting glory
no one on earth would have expected
the beautiful love His grace perfected
as He died and was buried,
His lifeless body was carried
away, destined for the lonely grave
who could have known this loss would save?
With a voice like a river – some days
flowing quietly, in the stillness, I praise
the One who wrote this love story
my heart and soul are bound for glory
where I’ll meet the One who died
the One who knew all about my pride
and, yet – He left this world a place
where His death would stir sweet grace
and I’d know what it is to doubt
but, soon all I will be able to do is shout!
With a voice like rain – some days
through the shadows, I see the Son’s rays
there He is, alive – because He survived
the test of death and hell, His love revived
so I can know that God is always with me
offering hope and faith – I’m completely free
because of what He gave, His life, His love
forgiveness for my sins, sent from God above
What I wouldn’t give to be able to show you
the beauty of this love that made me brand new.
With a voice like salvation – some days
I lift my arms to the heavens, just to praise
He knows me better than I can possibly explain
the grace that He offers will forever remain
the reason that I know what it is to truly hope
that my faith will sustain so that I can always cope,
that His love will bring me through the worst,
and even when I feel like my whole life is cursed
I know someone, the only ONE who can save
I’m so thankful for that cross where He gave
everything, so that one day – I can see His face
and know that love has made a way, through grace
I have all that I’ll ever need, all the love and peace
I know God is alive and His love will never cease!
With a voice like belief – some days
I keep reaching up to praise…
Praise the One who loved more
Loved so much our sins He bore
So that love would win
and our lives could truly begin
Oh, this light – Just let Him in
so you can feel His spirit within,
so you can know the meaning of life
a love that will heal all your strife
this is the love that makes it all worthwhile,
because He is love, my heart He will reconcile.
With a voice like light – some days
love assures me that I feel the Son’s rays
and the answer to everything I fear
is that His love will silence each tear
He will always love me – His love is sincere!
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2025
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