Some have to search hard to find it,

Some know it’s there but can’t hear,

Some listen and store it,

Some choose to ignore it,

And to some it rings out loud and clear.

Politicians and generals have one,

But they don’t always listen to it,

Ambition and fray

Get in the way,

More than they’d care to admit.

It’s the voice that’s deep down inside us,

The small voice that knows what to do.

It’s the voice that advises,

That sees through disguises,

The voice that is honest and true.

Sometimes the voice whispers softly,

And sometimes it shouts in our ear.

On a decision to make

Or a direction to take,

The voice is always sincere.

We ignore the small voice at our peril,

It knows that paths we have trod.

It’s the voice of our soul,

It helps make us whole,

It’s the voice of our father, of God.