In moments peaceful, or e’en in gloom
we can hear the song, from Heaven swoon.
Above the world, a sacred rhyme,
an eternal psalm, beckons its chime.
The lyrics paint, all heaven above,
grace cascading; endless love.
In common time, of beat and breath,
God’s love weaves through, in life and death.
His love transcends, o’er sky and sea,
boundless as, eternity.
Twas on the cross, this song was played;
a sacrifice; a promise made.
With every beat, and every plea
Christ’s love runs wide, like boundless seas.
His arms outstretched, on rugged wood;
His love declared, and understood.
His offering is, a crimson stream,
flowing out: Redemption’s dream
In common time, and common beat,
we hear the song, of love so sweet,
Through valleys low, and mountains high,
His love song rings, and will not die.
~Matthew