It's enough to drive a man crazy   Or break a man's faith   It's enough to make him wonder   If he's ever been sane   When he's bleeding for comfort   From thy staff and thy rod   And the heavens' only answer   Is the silence of God      And it'll shake a man's timbers   When he loses his heart   When he has to remember   What broke him apart   And this yoke may be easy   But this burden is not   When the crying fields are frozen   By the silence of God      And if a man has got to listen   To the voices of the mob   Who are reeling in the throes   Of all the happiness they've got   When they tell you all their troubles   Have been nailed up to that cross   What about the times when even followers get lost?   Cause we all get lost sometimes      There's a statue of Jesus   On a monastery knoll   In the hills of Kentucky   All quiet and cold   He's kneeling in the garden   As silent as a stone   All his friends are sleeping   And He's weeping all alone   And the man of all sorrows   He never forgot    What sorrow is carried   By the hearts that he bought   So when the questions dissolve   Into the silence of God   The aching may remain   But the breaking does not      The aching may remain   But the breaking does not   In the holy, lonesome echo   Of the silence of God