To The Cascades

When my soul's song is sighs,
Weary wells drain my eyes,
And disappointment dies to despair,
Still I know I can fall
At the feet of Him Who fills all
And receive His intentional care.

So run away, oh my soul, to the cascades!
Let the waters wash over your fear.
Limping soul make your choice
Hear the echos of His voice
In the rushing waters; know He is here.
Hide away, oh my soul, in the Goodness
Of the Spring that will never run dry.
Though parched and drained, enter rest.
Soak in peaceful hope expressed
Through the waterfalls, and be satisfied.

When my heart hates and halts,
And I salve my sores with salt,
And isolation drives me to doubt,
Still I know I can fling
My whole being on the One Who sings
A deliverance song, a victory shout

So run away, oh my soul, to the cascades!
Let the waters wash over your fear.
Limping soul make your choice
Hear the echos of His voice
In the rushing waters; know He is here.
Hide away, oh my soul, in the Goodness
Of the Spring that will never run dry.
Though parched and drained, enter rest.
Soak in peaceful hope expressed
Through the waterfalls, and be satisfied.