Harp in My Heart by Kevin Prosch

There’s a harp in my heart

And only you can play it

There’s a song in my broken soul

And only you can sing it

You’re so unpredictable God

Just like the rhythm, the rhythm of weeping

And my life is still so upside down

But you keep on coming, coming around

You keep on loving, but I still let you down

There’s a harp in my heart

And only you can play it

There’s a song in my broken soul (broken soul)

And only you can sing it

I hear those curfew bells are ringing

But I just can’t stop my singing

I’ve got to tell just one more person

Hey! Never give up

Keep on dreaming

Quieter than rain

He knows all your pain

There’s a cry I have had

That I could love my brother

Not to look at their race

Their religion or their color

You love those Presbyterians God

You love the gays and the lesbians

You love the Buddhist and the prostitute

You’re not like us

Cause we always change

You see through our sin and

You love us anyway, anyway, anyway!

Yes I wish you would put the words in my mouth God

To tell the world what you’re really like

Not some dead god who lived in some building

But a Father of kindness, a Son of forgiveness, a Spirit who helps me

That’s who you are, that’s who you are, that’s who you are!