There are whispers in Galilee
Of a prophet divine
A carpenter turned king
The water turned wine
Compassionate love
That will never cease
Wonderful Counselor
My prince of peace
There are whispers in Galilee
Whispers of a king
No royal robe
No crown and no ring
The world pushed me aside
He welcomed me in
In peace I’ll abide
With cleansing from sin.
There are whispers in Galilee
Whispers of the one
Who quickened the dead
The Lords only son
The lepers are healed
The blind can now see
He mends the torn heart
Of even one such as me
There are whispers in Galilee
Of the end He will meet
Disciples argue who’s greatest
Christ washes their feet
Betrayed at Gethsemane
Gabatha’s stripes flowing down
Mocked at Calvary
With thorns for a crown
There are whispers in Galilee
Of a blaspheming one
False charges false witness
His lips remained dumb
Hanging before me
Filled with grief now I cry
To me most beloved
Yet they crucify
There are whispers in Galilee
Of a rolled away stone
Tears at the sepulchre
Still I’m not alone
Beseeching the gardener
Where does my Lord lie
Yet this is the pierced one
The one I watched die
There are whispers in Galilee
Whispers of a King
He has risen in victory
And that’s why I sing
I will shout from the mountain tops
I will praise him on high
My King my Deliverer
My Lord RABBONI