He is my song
the joy in my heart
He is the words
that were broken apart
He is the healing that
I cannot start
He is my song
the joy in my heart
He is the shadow-breaker, light-maker, life-maker, earth-shaker
He is
He is
He is my song and my breath and my feet say they will dance
and my arms say they will raise to the heavens and points to his glory
and my hands will hold the broken and my fingers will build stories in papers and make music of suffering that’s temporary and like one a single tear on a happy face that laughs with the blessings that are meant for many generations
like mine
like yours
like will you run with me in a field and stare at the golden yellow shining from the blossoms on the stretching trees that is one of the wonders God has shown me.