BEAUTY IN THE SKY
Do you see the beauty in the sky,
above the mountains where eagles fly?
See the wind blowing in the trees,
higher and higher waving in the breeze.
See the rain falling from Me.
I send it down so refreshingly.
Hear My thundering roar,
a shaking no one can ignore.
See the storm rolling in.
Dark clouds are shaken.
Nothing like My whirlwind,
causing man's knee to bend.
See the clouds open for Me,
as I appear for all to see!
Making My entrance way up high,
My White Horse and I, Beauty in the Sky!