He

He can turn the tides and calm the angry sea

He alone decides who writes a symphony

He lights every star that makes the darkness bright

He keeps watch all through each long and lonely night

He still finds the time to hear a child's first prayer

Saint or sinner calls and always finds him there

Though it makes him sad to see the way we live

He'll always say "I forgive"

He can touch a tree and turn the leaves to gold

He knows every lie that you and I have told

Though it makes him sad to see the way we live

He'll always say "I forgive"