Never His Presents, Always His Presence

One tear, quiet As the softest snowflake, Gentling the spirit – Almost a breath of stardust, Trickling through the twilight skies, Seeping peace into the night, Magnificent peace – On a silent night, a silent night. One touch, tender Mild as the autumn wind, Breathless and graceful, Stirring prayers – In the senses, searching, Beneath the wounds that burn, The echoes of dread to discern, In the stillness, comes joy, Wonder so alive it gratifies, A glory only God could hold – Glory only He could evoke, Glory, glory, glory… One verse, edifying, Telling the mind, the heart In the warmth of a psalm, The serenity of the dawn, Awakened by the calm, the One… Who is like the kindly glow, Always there, always will know… The spirit who believes, The spirit who He sees… Beneath the fears, the tears, the years, Harmonizing with the light, The spirit who knows He is love. One tear and I could know – He’s here! One touch and I could see – so much! One verse and I could feel – such zeal! Because He is the answer to my every prayer. He is the reason that love this rare… Abides inside those who believe in His Son, The whole reason that God’s love shines brighter than the sun! I feel Him with me, in each tear, each touch, each verse… And, I’ll continue to seek Him – in every impression of love.