His love, His light

Even the breeze whispers your name,
The waves rush and echo your voice,
The trees rustle as though they are speaking
The sky shines clear, and I feel you are near.

I am clothed in snow-white by Your mercy
Even when I stumble in the dark of night,
I lift my eyes to the stars above.
Longing for you to guide me home.

I fear the shadows as the night draws close,
But I trust the light You bring.

Your love is endless like a waterfall,
deep as the grave you overcame,
rare as a eclipse,
inviting as a wave that carries me home