God of Silence

The God of silence beckons me

To journey to my heart

Where He awaits

O Lord, I hear You calling tenderly

To You I come to gaze

At the beauty of Your face I cannot see

To rest in Your embrace I cannot feel

To dwell in Your love hurting but sweet

To be with You; to glimpse eternity

God of night, fount of all my delight.

Show Your light . . . that my heart, like Yours, burn bright.

Be still the torment of the night

Will not encumber you, if you believe

My child this darkness isn't emptiness

For here I mold your heart

Unto My image painfully you long to see

The self you yearn to be, but fear to know

The world from which you flee in Me find home

All these I give you, if you remain in Me

I am ever here
My child, you need not fear
The dark will set you free
And bring your heart to Me

The God of silence beckons me

To journey to my heart

Where He awaits me.

Music from the Bukas Palad.

Words and music by Manoling Francisco, S.J.

Dedicated to the Carmelite sisters.