In the night
hangs a star
burning bright
In a stable
lays a Child
who brings sight
On a throne
sits the man who would
kill this One
In the street
stands the crowd who would
see it done
Holy
I will seek Your face
wholly
I will claim Your grace
On a hill
stands a cross
but no one’s there
In a grave
lays a cloth
no one wears
On the street
walk the feet of this
Risen Man
Many see
but so few
understand
Holy
I will seek Your face
wholly
I will claim Your grace
I wrote this song in my 30s, but I never recorded it. It is one of many old songs that I plan to record once I retire in September.
Thanks for reading and responding. You make it fun.
Mark
It's lovely, Mark. Do you have a melody for it yet?
I hope you have a blessed Easter!
Happy Easter Mark!