I see peoples all around you
Some are shallow, they won’t stay long
Some are worried, and can’t let their concerns go
Some are distracted by the crowd, on their phones, always fidgeting.
In the crowd, who am I to you?
What place can I have in your Kingdom?
If I find stillness, can I hear and understand,
Even through the crowd?
Hear my one voice among many,
May my faith grow in my heart:
one willing, seeking heart,
ready to listen and understand.