There's always some type of noise
Running through my head
From music to mass media
There's not a lot of room that's left

To hear a gentle whisper
That comes from the Lord
Guidance and comfort
In this war-torn world

When I find I'm anxious
With the noisy goings on
I seldom find that I'm
Close enough to the Lord

It is in the silence
That He speaks to me
Comfort and guidance
Being my greatest need

What he needs from me you see
Is to take a step back
To realize what I don't
And everything that he has

I just need to remove myself
From all this daily noise
For the guidance and comfort
I need from the Lord