His Majesty
Whether a field of swaying golden wheat,
captured in the afternoon sun,
or the emerald blades of freshly mown grass,
we wonder at all God has done.
His fingers paint the pearlesque skies;
They have scattered the stars above.
He has dotted the landscapes with rolling hills,
and given us sunshine,
to remind us of His great love.
His hands have touched and healed and blessed;
His blood has removed our sins.
He is the everlasting Savior,
and a God without any end.
Oh, to see the crystal waters of the River,
which flow by the throne so clear;
And to feel His touch,
His awesome touch,
and to know that He is near.
His majesty rides upon the clouds;
overlooking the vastness of the earth below.
He sees our every daily move,
when we leave,
and where we go.
Oh, such a God is this mighty awesome God;
He is everywhere.
We need not worry,
need not complain,
He is always there.
~ © Sandra Lewis Pringle ~
Song: Amazing Grace
