I give you praise, O Great Invisible God,
For the moon in the s***e 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
For the moon in the s***e 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