I open an old book
And again I bow my knees before God.
Holy God, how wonderful are Thy works!
My heavenly Father, I want to know your voice.
Revelation brings light of truth,
And her word is my inspiration
The soul calls again, begs and asks the Creator.
Do not be silent, speak to me God!
There are no words more dear to me in the world.
Feed my soul with Your bread
And pour out the Spirit of oil in your heart with the Word of Thy life.
There are so many empty philosophies in the world
But they will not melt the ice of the soul.
There is only one hope left:
To bow your heart to the Word of the Creator.
Like a beacon in the endless universe
His grace will show the way to salvation,
When the word of God so seeks and asks for a soul