I give you praise, O Great Invisible God,
for the moon in the space of a dark night,
for the 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, Invisible God.
All the works that you have made
are 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 arises again with a new birth;
in the sinner who sinks in the river
and emerges again, delivered.
And oh, I long to see your face,
Invisible, Invisible God.
All the works that you have made
are clearly seen and plain as day,
so mighty and tender.
O Lord, let me remember,
your power eternal,
your nature divine.
All creation tells the 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.
-andrew peterson
.wow. those words are good.
