HE

He can turn the tides and calm the angry sea,
He alone decides who writes the symphony.
He lights every star that makes our darkness bright.
He keeps watch all through each long and lonely night.

He still finds the time to hear a child's first prayer,
Saint or sinner call and always find Him there,
Though it makes Him sad to see the way we live,
He'll always say, "I forgive."

He still finds the time to hear a child's first prayer,
Saint or sinner call and always find Him there,
Though it makes Him sad to see the way we live,
He'll always say, "I forgive!"

He can grant a wish or make a dream come true.
He can paint the clouds and turn the grey to blue.
He alone knows where to find the rainbow's end,
He alone can see what lies beyond the bend.

He can touch a tree and turn the leaves to gold.
He knows every lie that you and I have told,
Though it makes Him sad to see the way we live,
He'll always say, "I forgive."

He can touch a tree and turn the leaves to gold.
He knows every lie that you and I have told,
Though it makes Him sad to see the way we live,
He will always say, "I forgive!"

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