Many rivers, that’s what so many hearts have cried. So many bridges they’ve had to build, but so many still can’t bring themselves to cross; the bridges are broken hearts. So the river becomes a flood, deep within the soul. So many hearts, are just trying not to be swept away. Fear becomes the anchor, loneliness is the sure; but becoming just another river!
So many rivers, flowing is the silent river, raging is the current. Hearts are drowning; the river became the deep blue. Can they ever find a way to get over… it won’t be so easy; if they continue to cry themselves a river. So many rivers, but there’s still the cross… over on the other side. You can get there, there you will discover; that you can find so much strength, within a river!
Whenever you feel the water becoming a stream, and it’s flowing down into your soul; let your river flow into the cliffs of the rock. I know that you’ve seen so many rivers, but all rivers have a way to get across. Your soul will never be washed up, your burdens will just be washed away. There’s a reason for life, there’s a reason for your life. Even if you feel lost, you can still find your heart alive; at the cross I point!
Let the King of your heart, be the reason why you want to cross. Let His love be the fountain, you drink from, the song that sings within your soul. The wind for why you sail, your anchor; secure within the waves. You have no reason to fear, don’t be afraid to be drowned within God’s love. Revival can be yours within the river, just say; flow river flow!
The king’s heart is in the hand of the LORD, Like the rivers of water; He turns it wherever He wishes.