We are the Clay

In open fields of wild flowers
I breathe the air and fly away
I thank my Jesus for the daisies and roses
In no special language
Someday I’ll understand:
The meaning of it all

He’s more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens
As close a heartbeat or a song on our lips
Someday we’ll trust Him and learn how to see Him
Someday He’ll call us and we will come running
And fall in His arms and the tears will fall down and we’ll pray:

I want to fall in love with You

It seems too easy to call You “Savior”
Not close enough to call You “God”
So as I sit and think of words I can mention
To show my devotion…


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