When i hear the birds singing in the trees When i hear the murmurings of the breeze Then it seems that i'm hearing the whispers of God Seeing snow capped mountains Reaching to the sky Trees in the forests Majestic and high Could it be that these are the whispers of God Shattered dreams, broken lives Wounded hearts, lonely sighs. Could there really be a God? Who mase us, who knows all about us. When a new born born baby comes into the world When you see a rose, its petals all infolds. Is it joke or science or the whispers of God. People search trying to find Joy that last peace of mind Could there really be a God of love Who knows us .Who's reaching out to us Looking at the sun setting in the sea Such amazing beauty That speaks to you and me Could it be you're hearing the whispers of God Only a God who himself is lorr.could have made such serenity and joy.