Whisper of the Delta (Blues)
Down where the water’s silver,
and the moon lays down its light,
I sit beside the river
in the middle of the night.
The cypress trees are breathing,
their shadows hold me near—
and every sound of silence
is a truth I need to hear.
Whisper of the Delta,
carry me where I belong.
Lay your gentle mercy on me,
like a low and ancient song.
Oh river, keep me steady,
guide me through what life may bring—
for in your quiet whisper
I can hear the angels sing.
The night birds call in rhythm,
like prayers without a name.
Their voices rise in darkness
with a soft and holy flame.
And somewhere in the shadows
I feel a grace unfold—
like a hand upon my shoulder,
warm and faithful, calm and old.
Lead: Lord, I’m tired and I’m waiting…
Response: Find your rest upon the shore.
Lead: I’ve been wandering through my sorrows…
Response: River wash them evermore.
Whisper of the Delta,
carry me where I belong.
Lay your gentle mercy on me,
like a low and ancient song.
Oh river, keep me steady,
guide me through what life may bring—
for in your quiet whisper
I can hear the angels sing.
When dawn breaks soft and golden,
and the mist begins to fade,
I’ll rise with clearer footsteps—
for the Delta’s hymn was prayed.
S.
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