If Jesus Knows What I Know
If Jesus thinks of you as I do
Then surely he can’t wait
To coax the sun above the hills
And present to you this day
And if he misses you like I do
Then patiently he counts the days
As he blows the wind through your hair
Waiting to hear you say his name
And if his heart sighs like mine does
When I see your beautiful face
Then he’ll fill the sky of a winter’s night
So you awaken to be amazed
And if Jesus knows what I know
And adores your precious ways
Then I’m sure he knows something wonderful grows
From your mustard seed of faith
Copyright © The Fringe | Year Posted 2011
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