Silent heart
I sometimes wish my heart could speak and sayWhat my poor lips can never tellOf all the beauty God has sent my wayAnd some that man has made as well.
I wish my heart could whisper my delightWhen I behold what I love best;A rose, a ship, a book, a bird in flight,orion riding in the West.
But when I look upon the best of men,Or hear his voice far up the hill,Such noisy thoughts sing in my bosom thenI'm glad my heart is silent still.
My heart is silent still.
(repeat all verses once)