Monday, June 18, 2012

Father's Day, Father's way

When first I look upon your face
My mouth canst hardly breathe
The glory of your majesty, the power of your grace
All I can think, tho cannot speak is 'My Lord never leave!'

As rain comes down and cloaks the earth
Your glory cloaks my soul
I'm filled with wonder as I see your worth
I give to you my whole

The winds howl round about me
Yet your strong presence is ever near
Your face is there for all to see
Tell me, what then shall I fear?

The noise of the world fades far away
As you walk into a room
The sun comes out and brightens the day
You chase away the gloom

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