Tuesday, May 03, 2005
Creation Calls
I have felt the wind blow, whispering your name
I have seen your tears fall, when I watch the rain
How can I say there is no God
When all around creation calls
A singing bird, a mighty tree
The vast expanse of open sea
Gazing at a bird in flight, soaring through the air
Lying down beneath the stars, I feel your presence there
I love to stand at ocean's shore
And feel the thundering breakers roar
To walk through golden fields of grain
'Neath endless blue horizon's frame
Listening to a river run, watering the earth
Fragrance of a rose in bloom, a newborn's cry at birth
How could I say there is no God
When all around creation calls
A singing bird, a mighty tree
The vast expanse of open sea
I love to stand at ocean's shore
And feel the thundering breakers roar
To walk through golden fields of grain
'Neath endless blue horizon's frame
I believe, I believe, I believe
©1994 Mercy / Vineyard Publishing
Words and Music by Brian Doerksen
I have seen your tears fall, when I watch the rain
How can I say there is no God
When all around creation calls
A singing bird, a mighty tree
The vast expanse of open sea
Gazing at a bird in flight, soaring through the air
Lying down beneath the stars, I feel your presence there
I love to stand at ocean's shore
And feel the thundering breakers roar
To walk through golden fields of grain
'Neath endless blue horizon's frame
Listening to a river run, watering the earth
Fragrance of a rose in bloom, a newborn's cry at birth
How could I say there is no God
When all around creation calls
A singing bird, a mighty tree
The vast expanse of open sea
I love to stand at ocean's shore
And feel the thundering breakers roar
To walk through golden fields of grain
'Neath endless blue horizon's frame
I believe, I believe, I believe
©1994 Mercy / Vineyard Publishing
Words and Music by Brian Doerksen
// posted by Annette @ 8:22 p.m. 