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 so upside down But you keep on coming, coming around You keep on loving, 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, 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, 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 And not look at that race, That religion or That color You love those Presbyterians, God You love the gays and the lesbians You love the Buddists and the prostitutes You're not like us, we always change You see through our sin, and You love us anyway Oh, I wish you would put those words in my mouth, God To tell the world what you're realy like Not some dead God who lives in some building But a Father of kindness, a son of forgiveness, A Spirit who helps me Yeah that who you are