In the meadow, the wind, like your Spirit, it moved
I don't see it, but I know that it's there
I feel it around me
I'm so glad you that you found me
In the meadow I know that you're there
At the ocean, the waves, like your power, come down
I respect it, with reverential fear
Though your waves would o'ertake me
If I had no regard
For the ocean's creator, You're there
In the tall wooded forests
Majestic with life, the birds sing a song in the air
And I'm gonna sing with them, to the King of Creation
In the forest, I know that you're there
On the mountainside tall, I look down on it all
But that spaciousness doesn't compare
To the size of your grace, overflowing this place
On the mountain, I know that you're there
In the closet, at night, when I turn out the light
I can talk and you can hear my prayer
What I don't know to say, your Spirit translates
In the closet, I know that you're there
In a dark lonely place, when I abuse your grace
And in shame I shed many a tear
When the sin has enticed, your grace will suffice
In repentance, I know that you're there
And finally at death, when I take my last breath
The cold ground my body will bear
But I've been clothed anew with a dwelling from you
In the end, Lord, I know that you're there
