His Love
While sun fades on the mountains, stealing time
my heart embraces the shadows who’re in their prime.
A still grace floods the valleys beneath gentle rains,
drenching night with showers who relieve her pains.
Beneath the ache of a vibrant moon, as stars blink
melancholy, rich with truth, subsides as shadows shrink.
Mountains growing peace as if the night can ease grief,
steady is the hand who guides the soul to great belief.
Music’s mysterious joy falls across the twilight, unmoving
bringing a song of grace and love to rustling winds, approving…
In His great wonder, He taught us that love is the key
the reason for that light that never fades, don’t you see –
beyond the winds, the seas, the mountains and the trees,
there is a gentle light who never fades, and will ever tease
erasing the stone cold heart with assurance that God above
sent the music, the soft heart who knows that His love
is reason enough – is the hope and the faith, the amazing grace
and when we listen to His still, small voice, when we seek His face
we’re blessed with a love, a light, a hope that is sure to amaze
and when nothing else on earth seems right, my spirit can still praise
because without the One who changed the depths of my soul,
I know that I’d never be able to grow, find the light to make me whole…
Without the love that comes from above – I wouldn’t know what it means
to live with this inner peace, this hope, this joy behind the scenes,
joy that comes to the soul who believes and knows the Redeemer
is the answer to every doubt, each fear, every tear – even the dreamer
can see that He is the breath of the wind, the grace that comes to save
His love is alive, like the peace that lives inside, because He truly forgave
even the worst sinner, the worst criminal and the worst offender
realized that He is love from God above when they saw His great splendor!
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