The River from Storm Born by Mabilene

The River
(songwriter: Jenny Weaver)
I don’t know what to call my God.
I’ve heard a father up above
But fathers leave. Fathers lie
Don’t stay with mothers til they die

And woman she creates, it’s true
Every man was grown inside
Still there’s a spark only a man can start
So in mother, I’ll not hide

I don’t know what to call my God
I don’t know what to call my God

We dance together there is magic plain and true
A lightning words could never touch
Born of nature held in time
We act as though it isn’t much

Is God in pleasure? God in pain?
All that our aching souls do fear?
Does my persistence limit faith?
Tempt me to chase what isn’t real

I don’t know what to call our God
I don’t know what to call our God

Oh, I am in the river now
So won’t you whisper in my ear
A name that you would have me speak
And I will hold it near
I will hold it hold it near
I will hold it hold it dear

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