Changing times and tides like clocks and oceans, you hear the lords voice in the sound of the winds motions, his breath can be seen in the rustling of trees, I see his signature everyday I know he will never leave, watches over us with a restless eye, love and the carefulness is feelings I cant deny, when the sun rises I smile, as the moon peeks I take a bow, I see the Lords grace marveling at his child, I marvel back at his countenance and wonder oh so great, is his love for the world and enduring faith,