Andrew Peterson Invisible God
I give You praise,
O Great Invisible God,
for the moon in the space of a dark night,
for a smile on a face in the sunlight.
I give You praise,
O Great Invisible God,
for the sound of the storm on the window,
for the morning adorned with a new snow,
for the tears on the face of the old man made clean by the Grace of the Good lamb.
And, oh, I long to see Your face, Invisible God.
All the works that You have made clearly seen
and plain as day so Mighty and tender.
O Lord, let me remember that I see You everywhere, Invisible God,
in the seed that descends to the old earth and rises again with new birth;
in the sinner who sinks in the river and emerges again delivered.
And, oh, I long to see Your face, Invisible God.
All the works that You have made clearly seen
and plain as day so Mighty and tender.
O Lord, let me remember Your power eternal,
Your Nature Divine.
All creation tells that tale that Love is real
and so Alive.
I feel You, I Hear You,
Great God Unseen I see you in the long,
cold death that the winter brings and the sweet resurrection spring.
