Stars above shine bright,
distant clouds flicker from within,
illuminated by light
The power of God on display
in skies alive with electric joy,
celebrating the end of day
Crickets sing in harmony,
waves of praise to the Ancient of Days
and the lightning beckons me
Look up, oh daughter, and see
your King’s flashing sword at play!
He comes to you on bended knee,
woos you with beauty and song.
Do you feel the waves of grace?
Do you see where you belong?
The storm is hovering afar,
the threat overtaken by beauty,
bolts of lighting spar.
Sculptured clouds dance,
with joy and abandon they glow,
and all of creation declares His glory