Pass by

As I stand on this mountain trembling with fear...     I hear Him say...
Return to the way, the way of the wilderness My dove
My child do not be dismayed, you will never be alone
I have reserved 7,000 who have yet to bow down

In the quiet of my soul I search for You
In the stillness of my soul I take time for You
In the quiet of my soul I hear You
In the stillness of my soul You pass by

Your not in the wind that is breaking the mountains
Your not in the quake that is shaking the nations
Your not in the winds that breaks the rocks to pieces
Your not in the fire consuming the world's desires

As I stand on this mountain top trembling with fear
Searching for my Beloved who I know is very near
Those who have ears let them hear ... let them hear, let them hear, let them hear, let them hear
As my mantle drapes around me, I hear what the Spirit says

In the quiet of my soul I search for You
In the stillness of my soul I take time for You
In the quiet of my soul I hear You
In the stillness of my soul You pass by

Jesus, Your not in the wind
Jesus, Your not in the quake
Jesus, Your not in the fire full of humanities desires
Your not in the wind, Your not in the quake,
Your not in the fire full of humanities desires

Then I hear a still small voice...
                  a still small voice...
              
Jesus, Your the Mantle of my soul