Description
From Chapter 13, “Arriving,” of It’s Impossible by J H McIntosh — Act I: Love Awakens.
"It must have been you Lord that wrote here in my heart" is how Aaron opens this contemplative song inviting us into a space of quiet hope and heartfelt trust, where longing is met with patience and grace. It’s a tender reminder that love, when true, is both freeing and sustaining, offering peace rather than possession. The soft blend of praise-pop and rock subtly lifts the spirit, encouraging you to embrace uncertainty with courage and faith. Listening can bring a sense of calm assurance that whatever the future holds, love’s promise remains steadfast and full of quiet joy.
Lyrics
It must have been You, Lord,
You wrote her in my heart.
One soul in quiet accord,
I knew it from the start.
I don’t hold you, I just hold the dream,
My soul’s promise, I long to redeem.
If not… still, I delight in you so,
And trust in where my dreams have to go.
I saw tomorrow in your eyes,
A joy that, today still belies.
Home lives in your gaze, and my joy increased.
All things are ready, come home to the feast.
Promise,
Promise,
I’ll love you without asking you to stay.
And trust the Lord with where He leads your way.
Those who watch the wind do not sow,
Wait on clouds, success you won’t know.
If she belongs beside me here,
Every step is free from fear.
So nothing here I fear,
Love’s quiet joy is near.
Yes, nothing for me to fear.
You’ll lead her in Your time,
No matter how steep the climb.
I saw tomorrow in your eyes,
A joy that, today still belies.
Home lives in your gaze, and my joy increased.
All things are ready, come home to the feast.
Come home to the feast,
Come home to the feast,
Come home to the feast.
Promise,
Promise,
I’ll love you without asking you to stay.
And trust the Lord with where He leads your way.
Heaven’s gifts cannot be won,
Love doesn’t reach to keep one.
Heaven’s gifts are never won,
Love chains not a chosen one.
No need to beg for anything,
Love’s gift gives me everything.
And if this love never calls her,
Lord, keep my heart awake.
Let my longing be an altar
To the love only You could make.
