I stand in awe and adoration
By his tender mercies I am mystified
Why I am deemed worthy to walk in his light

His sweetness is like the fragrance of the rose
Born on a thousand winds that blow
He is the first breath a newborn breathes
The rush of the white doves wings

His spirit stirs amid the morning sky
Where darkness and daybreak unite
In colors perfected by the touch of grace
He walks amid the beauty of dawns glorious array

He is the glimmer upon the star
The rainbow's splendor after the storm
Through the clouds, he is the streaming light
Breaking free as the storm subsides

To his voice I lift up mine eyes
As the lightning's flash he is the thunders reply
Such glory he generously shares
His loving spirit and power displayed

In such wonder the strength I find
That I might walk as kindred by his side
According to his mercy abundantly shed
Through the gift of salvation we are heirs

By his grace and the truth of his promise
His riches and glory we shall savor
Those who surrender to the heavenly calling
Shall hold fast to the majesty of heaven


Paige Gray