The Music Of His Band

Sun peaks over hill now

Reaching out across the valley

Pink sky with lazy clouds

Tells me that the daytime comes

Ah, there's a moving splendor

In the music of His band

Ah, sharing awesome grandeur

In the making of His hand

So gentle with the little things

Yet mighty with the grand

So gentle with the little things

Yet mighty with the grand

Songbird singing joins the music

Wind-wrapped and treetop-sent

Blackbirds winging through the colors

Dreamy dancing silhouettes

Ah, there's a moving splendor

In the music of His band

Ah, sharing awesome grandeur

In the makings of His hand

So gentle with the little things

Yet mighty with the grand

So gentle with the little things

Yet mighty with the grand

Ah, there's a moving splendor

In the music of His band

Ah, sharing awesome grandeur

In the making of His hand...