Old Song

The other day I went on about a conversation from several years back that pushed me to think more about God.  It was sort of pivotal for me, helping me to come to grips with and think more deeply about our existence and our blessings.  

I wrote this song about six or eight months ago.  Going through my notebook the other day, I stopped and played it and thought how it connected to my last post.  It's not the most awesome song ever written, I'm not even sure that it is all that good, but it is sincere.

Yesterday we went to see a friend's newborn twins.  They were beautiful and sweet and sleepy and burpy.  They smiled and cried, stretched and squeaked.  I had not held a little one in a while and, of course, it was beautiful.  Their smell, their warmth, their newness was just so... God.  Holding them close and realizing their potential to change the world made me think back to our boys as babies.  I love the young men they have become, but I miss those little babies.

From the bright wildflowers

To the starry sky at night

To the sunset in the west 

And every beautiful sight

From the baby's first cry on entering this world

To the lovely musical laughter 

Of every boy and girl

(CHORUS)

God is there - He hears my prayer

And I am grateful - God is everywhere

From the burning fall colors

Filling up the trees

To the windsong whispering

As it rushes through the leaves

From the mockingbird's joy

Early in the dawn

To the twilight blue

And the mourning dove's sweet song

(CHORUS)

God is there - He hears my prayer

And I am grateful  - God is everywhere

(BRIDGE)

This old world keeps turning

And spinning round the sun

A plan of perfect motion

Until each year is done

Every wave upon the ocean

Every particle of sand

A gift come down from Heaven

Straight from God's own hand

(CHORUS)

God is there - He hears my prayer

And I am grateful - God is everywhere

From the colors of the desert

To the bright pastels of spring

To the sparkling crystal snow

And in every living thing

From the rain that falls onto the earth

To the rainbow after the storm

From the music of the waterfall

And the sun that keeps us warm

(CHORUS)

God is there - He hears my prayer

And I am grateful - God is everywhere