How often do I gaze upon the clouds
and appreciate what God made for us?
I see in the clouds: bunnies and faces
I open my eyes and open my mouth
to speak out loud my prayers: thank-you God
How often do I brush my hands on the grass
and thank God for life that he blew in us?
I feel the truth and the life touch me
deep inside my heart, knowing that it's God -
I recite Psalm 23 - Green pastures
I saw God smiling upon me
while I was staring at the clouds
What a blessing it is to know Jesus
Amazing grace, it truly rings my soul
