If from the heart the mouth speaks
Can words be deceptive
Will a face hide a lie
Is an attitude detected?
The heart is desperately wicked
Can anyone know it
And its flaws
Does it show it?
Who searches the heart
And holds the reigns
Even to give to Everyman
According to his ways?
If by every idle word
A man is judged
To cover a multitude
They must be love.
Hearts held on a sleeve; read like a book:
Did you hear
Son\'s of man
Save by their testimony
And the blood of the Lamb:
Where the fear of death knows no hour; where life is lived, in grace and power.
Risen from the ashes of total disgrace; having the heart of stone replaced.
Heed the call, that Whispers within: I see said the blind man;