How I loveYour works,
my God, my King
How I love Your works,
my God, my King
Your name rings on the plains
Like a not so distant train
And love and history are near
In the flowers that You make
The flowers that You make
Because I'll never hold a picture
Of the whole horizon in my view
Because I'll never rip the night in two
It makes me wonder
Who am I, Who am I, who am I
And great are You
How I love Your Word
My God, my King
How I loveYour Word
My God, my King
Your love cuts through
These pages to my heart
As You grieve our sins
Right from the start
And sacrifice and paradise are in
The plans that You made
The plans that You made
- "Great Are You" by downhere
absolutely brilliant northern lights last night ... another perk of living on these beautiful Canadian prairies. show me Your great wonders.
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