Stands a King

STANDS A KING

On top of mountains, distant halos
hang beneath a Robin sky
Chilly climate grasps your face and
pristine beauty takes your eye

And over in the rolling valleys
honey bees anoint the world
Flowers look like flags of mercy
We will wait till they unfurl

Kindness laughs for joy on this day
Humble is the heart of Jesus
Everywhere we go we’re covered
Everywhere we are He sees us

Into upper older reaches
Gold eternal realms of peace
stands a mighty King who’s calling
us to all our labors cease

Scraping by on rags and vapors
Frayed and stumbling, cold and numb
Everything we see is broken
Beggars fighting over crumbs

This is how it looks and feels now
Even so we look to Him
Sheppard of our lowly hopes and
King of heaven born within

On top of mountains, distant halos
hang beneath a Robin sky
Chilly climate grasps your face and
pristine beauty takes your eye

Into upper older reaches
Gold eternal realms of peace
stands a mighty King who’s calling
us to all our labors cease

 
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© John R Brusseau 1/11/2016