I can hear it in the crackle of a bonfire
And I can hear it in the middle
of the ocean water, oh
I just can't explain
But it makes me wanna cry
And I can hear it when the rain falls
on my windowsill
On a playground
where children's laughter lives, oh
I can't explain
But it makes me wanna cry
And I can hear it in the busy
New York city streets
And I can hear it in the country
Georgia fields of green, oh
I can't explain, no
But it makes me wanna cry
Sounds like grandmama
telling you where you come from
Said it's kinda like laughter
out of the mouths of your loved ones
Or catching up with an old friend,
reminiscing on back when
It's like a summertime sprinkler,
street-side with my ice cream cone
Said it sounds like a choir,
singing hymns, Hallelujah
It's the voice of God, yeah
It can make a grown man cry
And I can hear it on the wind
of an early morning, haha
When the fog is getting thick
and the birds are chirping
Oh, it's just something I can't explain, no
But it makes me wanna cry
And I can hear it in the hush of a midnight hour
When I'm alone in my room,
if I'm going under
Oh, I just can't explain, no
But it brings me back to life
It's like the sound of a newborn
baby crying, hey
Like the final breath of a loved one passing
Oh, it's a beautiful thing, yeah
'Cause it leads me to the light
It's like a drive-through mov ie,
small town with a big screen
Like grilling out in the front yard,
sometimes it's the simple things
Like storytelling with my grandpa,
he was so easy to believe
Like when the sun goes up, yeah,
sometimes it's better
when the sun comes down
'Cause there's just something
'bout the moonlight
And it can make you feel alright
Oh, it's the voice of God, heh
And it can make a grown man cry
Yes, it can, yes, it can
It's the voice of God
It can make a grown man cry, mh
I remembered that day
When He called my name
Nothing was the same
Because of the voice, yeah
And everything was changed
I saw myself in a different way
Because of (voice of God)
Yeah (it's the voice of God)
Before there were so many noises
I made so many wrong choices
listening to other voices
But now I hear, hey
And He is still speaking, still declaring
It is the voice, hey
Creation responds, the wind
still obeys
The voice of God,
ohh, yeah
Whoa, oh- oh, oh- oh, voice of God,
it's the voice of God
I'm so glad I hear it
Whoa- oh, oh- oh
Voice of God, still hear it,
the voice of God
The voice that created
The same voice that saved us
Oh, no other sound so precious
(Precious) so precious
The voice of God
Listen, listen
To the texture and the tone
Listen, listen
For the kindness, for the hope
Listen, listen
It's the sound that leads you home
It's the voice of God
Oh, that still small voice and hear
The voice of God
So precious
(Ohh)
It's holy, holy, ho ly
The deaf ear still responds
to that sound of His voice
The dead man still gets up from the ground
because of His voice
Everything responds when He calls
Everything responds when He speaks
I come alive when He calls
I come alive when He speaks
Everything stands at attention
Everything stands at attention
Everything stands at attention
When my Father speaks,
when my Daddy speaks
When my Healer speaks,
when my Savior speaks
Everything stands at attention,
yeah, yeah
Oh-oh, oh oh
Voice of God, it's the voice of God
Oh-oh, oh oh
Voice of God, it's the voice of God
Oh- oh, oh- oh
Voice of God, it's the voice of God
Oh- oh, oh- oh
Voice of God,
it's the voice of God
Oh- oh, oh- oh
Voice of God, it's the voice of God
Oh- oh, oh- oh
Voice of God, it's the voice of God
Dante Bowe
