Today I see Your beauty,
An ever-changing sight,
But really just a shadow —
Creation mirrors Your light.
The wonders You have fashioned
Are merely slightest glimpse
Of Your majestic glory,
Your awesome pow’r intense.
The roaring river waters,
The waves that rise and fall,
The quietness of shallows,
The soaring eagle’s call.
But sure Your greatest wonder,
The utmost height of all,
Is how You love Your creatures,
Though oft’ we gravely fall.
Your Love is told a thousand ways
As steady we traverse our days.
The fact that we exist is one,
And then the Father, Spirit, Son.
Each new green leaf, each tender stalk,
Each fragrant flower, as we do walk.
A tender touch, a kindly smile,
The one who says, “Come stay a while.”
Forgiving words and peaceful pardons,
Sustaining waters, grace-filled gardens.
Creation sings; Your love song rings.
The stars, the skies, let praises rise.
Majestic mountains, roiling streams,
Icy fountains, bright sunbeams.
And darkness too, can give You glory —
More brightly shines the candle’s story.
A thousand ways let hearts explore.
Your Love still gives a thousand more.
The tawny hills with golden flecks
The summer’s air, the wilderness
The lazy buzzing of the bees
The grass that tickles calloused knees
The welcomeness of gentle breeze
All these and more my heart do swell
And then my soul says, “It is well”
The wilderness a sacrament
The vibrant stillness infinite
The wind that rustles in the trees
It seems that time will never cease
A window opens to a place
Which weary soul can now embrace
The gift of silence like to gold
My heart will ever, always hold