Lyrics
John has never heard the music play
He can't speak, he was born that way
You'd think that he'd be lonely
In his quiet world
There's a little boy from the house next door
His daddy left when he was four
He loves to go to John's house
While his momma works
And John shares his gift of crafting wood
Creating with his hands
The lessons of a carpenter
His young friend understands
He's a silent witness
He doesn't have to say a word
He's a silent witness
Though a voice is clearly heard
It's the voice of Jesus
And His love comes shining through
Lord, help me be a silent witness too
There's a little girl from a hurting home
Sometimes she feels so alone
Lost in the confusion of two broken hearts
There's an old man with a mop and broom
He cleans the floor in her schoolhouse room
And prays for her each morning as the day starts
He how wishes he could find a way
To brighten her sad eyes
But every time he smiles at her
What he doesn't realize
He's a silent witness
He doesn't have to say a word
He's a silent witness
Though a voice is clearly heard
It's the voice of Jesus
And His love comes shining through
Lord, help me be a silent witness too
It's not the things we say, it's what we do
Lord, help me be a silent witness too
Josh has never heard the music play