He Is Lyrics - Hilary Weeks

He is the first ray of sun to reach above the mountain 

He's a gentle ocean breeze on my face 

He is raindrops moving slowly down my window 

He's a long deep breath at the end of the day 

He is a warm afternoon at the end of September 

He's a brilliant sunset sky 

He is a silent snow fallen, the deafening crash of thunder 

He is endless stars on a cloudless night 

He is the laughter of children and the wonder in their eyes 

And on a distant rocky shore, He's a clear and steady light 

He is wrinkled hands and tiny newborn fingers 

And He's the beckon that calls you home 

He is the sturdy staff that leads you to drink beside still waters 

He's the reason why lilies grow 

He is a Sermon on a Mount, He is the widow and her mite 

He is the blind man's first glimpse of light 

He is a garden and a prayer 

He is two strangers on a hill 

He is an empty tomb and the price that Heaven paid 

He's a chance to try again 

He is open arms, He is a quiet invitation 

He is hope when hope is gone 

He is lasting peace and the answer we are seeking 

He is the pathway home 

He is 

Yes, He is