Ah...those good ol' gigs in the nineties...we used to play (hee hee..)

STILL SMALL VOICE
Everyday every night 
Everyone everywhere
Inside outside upside down
Confusion's all around
Spinning round and round and round and round
I hear a still small voice in the eye of the storm

In the streets on the screens
Do you see what I mean
Inside outside upside down
temptations all around
Spinning round and round and round and round
I hear a still small voice in the eye of the storm

When You speak Lord Jesus I will hear...
To Your Still Small Voice I will incline my ears....
I will incline my ears...

Still Small Voice - Myst

Verse 1
If I could just close my eyes
The darkness would then hide this world I see
Crowded streets where everywhere every man stands alone (Repeat)

Chorus 1
But if I open up my eyes
Open up my ears 
And open up my heart

And if I gave my life to you
See what you can do 
And reach into your hope
I could change something

Verse 2
If I would just stop awhile
Excuses might then cloud this truth I see
People by the roadside blind to what they need, 
blind to what they need

Chorus 2
But if I open up my eyes
Open up my ears 
And open up my heart

And if I gave my life to you
Do just what  you’d do 
And reach them with your hope
I could change something

Bridge
Lord take these hands I give to you
Take my mind and make it new
Lord take my heart, take my life
Take my whole life

(Interlude)

I could change something….
I could change something….


Change Something - Myst

In the quiet of the garden he knelt 
The wind of destiny ruffled through his hair
It was a time of sadness, fear, yes, agony
But in his heart was the love for you and me

And he knew what he had to do
And he knew what he had to say 
When they came to take my Jesus away

And in the courtyard, they mocked him, whipped him, laughed at him
His heart was broken, his spirit torn in two
They took my Jesus and pushed him through those narrow streets
They freed the robber just to crucify my king

And he knew what he had to do
And he knew that the time had come
The time to crucify the Son

Amidst the silent hills the people echoed “Crucify Him”
With eyes of love he asked forgiveness for their sin
A crown of thorns, his loved ones we put upon his head
The temple curtains tore announcing Christ was dead

And he knew what he had to do
When he died his work was done
When Jesus died upon that tree
Oh my Jesus died for you and me

Navin Ong