His Truth

His Truth

(Vini Contreas)

Sometimes at the break of day
I listen to the birds at play
and wonder what may come my way
Set my heart to heed the call
knowing that I'm bound to fall
I surrender to the All in All

I open up the Word and listen to my Lord
He speaks to me directly, shapes me with the sword of
His Truth

Sometimes in the noon day sun
I look at what Your hands have done
and marvel that You made us one
Set my feet to walk the walk
Set my tongue to talk the talk
Set me mind up on the Rock

I open up the Word and listen to my Lord
He speaks to me directly, draws my heart toward
His Truth

Sometimes when the Sun is set
I remember You had no regret
How willingly You paid my debt

Raise my eyes to see the stars
Realize You're not that far
Cause where I am is where You are

I open up the Word and listen to my Lord
He speaks to me directly, shapes me with the sword
I open up the Word and listen to my Lord
He speaks to me directly, draws my heart toward
His Truth

© Vini Contreas