poetforchrist
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3/20/2007
Glory of your Grace
Leaves change color at the glory of your works then fall at your grace
They pray down at your feet until you put your hands on there shoulders
Giving the sign for them to arise in the glory of your light
Snow flakes fall down to the earth reminding us when you the perfect lamb
Came down to wash us clean white as snow giving us redemption on high
Then as the snow melts giving us the sign a new beginning in your glory begins
Just as the black bear wakes from a deep sleep as the smell of spring comes alive
You Oh Lord take your mighty paint brush over the blank canvas painting a master piece
The beauty of your works never cease to amaze me just as your glory never stops shining
The flowers are at full bloom the smell of your sweet fragrances is in the air
Even the buck with velvet antlers look up from a drink of your still waters to see
The wonders of your presence the shine of your glory that points to your refuge
Oh Lord I know just because the leaves fall at the sign of autumn its not the end
I know everything needs to be washed new to be clean again in the winter’s snow
Most of all Lord I know everything will be alright at the smell of spring
Lord I praise you for shining of your light that covers all the earth with your glory
I want to thank you for the touch of your hands the breath of your grace in me
Let fall, winter, spring and summer show me the way to the glory of your grace
Glory of your Grace
Leaves change color at the glory of your works then fall at your grace
They pray down at your feet until you put your hands on there shoulders
Giving the sign for them to arise in the glory of your light
Snow flakes fall down to the earth reminding us when you the perfect lamb
Came down to wash us clean white as snow giving us redemption on high
Then as the snow melts giving us the sign a new beginning in your glory begins
Just as the black bear wakes from a deep sleep as the smell of spring comes alive
You Oh Lord take your mighty paint brush over the blank canvas painting a master piece
The beauty of your works never cease to amaze me just as your glory never stops shining
The flowers are at full bloom the smell of your sweet fragrances is in the air
Even the buck with velvet antlers look up from a drink of your still waters to see
The wonders of your presence the shine of your glory that points to your refuge
Oh Lord I know just because the leaves fall at the sign of autumn its not the end
I know everything needs to be washed new to be clean again in the winter’s snow
Most of all Lord I know everything will be alright at the smell of spring
Lord I praise you for shining of your light that covers all the earth with your glory
I want to thank you for the touch of your hands the breath of your grace in me
Let fall, winter, spring and summer show me the way to the glory of your grace
