Wasted Words - The Craguns

Writers: Michael Boggs, Jason Cox

You don’t have to be a preacher standing on a stage
You don’t have to be a dying man living your last days
You can say it like you mean it, it doesn’t have to be rehearsed
With God there’s no wasted words

You don’t have to fold your hands or get down on your knees
No, you can talk to Jesus just like you talk to me
You can thank him for your blessings or tell him where it hurts
With God there’s no wasted words

Every tear, ever cry, every up all night
Calling out His name
Every fear, every fight, every ‘why God why’
Don’t matter how you pray
Just speak from your heart
And know that it was heard
With God there’s no wasted words

He hears the worried mama whose baby’s leaving home
Or the old man in a black suit laying flowers on a stone
From the prisoner to the preacher in a cell or in a church
With God there’s no wasted words

Every tear, ever cry, every up all night
Calling out His name
Every fear, every fight, every ‘why God why’
Don’t matter how you pray
Just speak from your heart
And know that it was heard
With God there’s no wasted words

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whether you talk all the time, or this time is your first,
With God there’s no wasted words
With God there’s no wasted words