The greatest voice I never heard
Is the voice I love the most.
For from this voice the mountains rose
We call this voice The Word.
How did He sound when teaching truth
Or when He was moved to cry?
Or when he scolded priestly ones
Or when He blessed the youth?
This greatest voice I never heard
Once cried out loud in pain.
Through sweat and blood and many tears,
My life with Him secured.
One day of joy He did reveal
To those who loved Him most.
He rose from death forevermore.
The voice they heard was real.
I know someday I will go home
To kneel and kiss his feet.
That greatest voice I never heard
Will speak to me.
(c) 2017 Michael C. Voigts