SMOTS

Lord I hear You calling
And I hear preachers preaching
The voices are not all the same
And the things they are saying
While trying to explain you
Are drivin’ me back to drinking

So here I am down on my knees
Kind of praying
I need a simple man on the street
Kind of answer
From the life we are living down here
To the life we have waiting up there

You said to love God our Father
You said to love one another
And get along with our neighbors
And to pray for those that use us
But I don’t see too much lovin’
Outside the buildings they keep buildin’

Lord I hear you calling
And I’m not sure how to answer
I hear ’bout a Holy Spirit
Comin’ to teach us about You
Helpin’ us so we won’t doubt You
Lord I hear You and Your calling

© 2004 Tim D. Coulter Sr.