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December 18, 2007
I Can Sing In Your Eyes
By Anthony Wade
I Can Sing In Your Eyes
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I Can Sing In Your Eyes
Writ upon tablets of stone
Engraved upon our hearts
Love is patient
Love is kind
I lift my voice to God
You turn my face to yours
I can sing in your eyes
In melodies of faith and truth
My God has heard my cries
We walk through the valley
With death as a mere shadow
Love does not envy
Nor does it boast
Love has not pride
As the shadows have no depth
Walk on through, walk on by
I can sing in your eyes
Faith has restored the years
My God is next to me now
Catching all our tears
Abiding in the secret place
Protected under His wings
Love is not rude
Love is not self-seeking
The fortress I live by
The refuge in times of need
I lift my prayers to God
You hold my face in your hands
And my faith in your heart
You smile and I get lost
Lost in your eyes
Your thumb brushes my cheek
To catch the joy running down my face
I can sing in your eyes
My God, my God
Has never forsaken me
Be anxious for nothing my child
What are these tears for?
Faith is faith, and I want to see yours
For what I give for a season
I could give for a lifetime
But remember...
Love is not easily angered
Love does not delight in evil
But rather it rejoices with the truth
It is truth
It is in your eyes
Where it is safe to get lost
Where it is safe to sing
Where the poetry awakens
And tears are caught
So I look to the hills
From whence my help always comes
I look to my God
And He in you
For we were all strangers
Yet He took us in
Love always protects
It always trusts
Always hopes
Love always perseveres
As my hands gently lift your face
Fullness in clear blue skies
And I can sing again
I can sing in your eyes
Love never fails my baby
You are written on my heart
My sunshine
Sweetness
My white rose
God is with us
God is in us
He holds our hearts to His
He sees our tears
He knows our future
And takes our past from our hands
No guilt for us
No condemnation
He makes the wrongs, right
The pain, joy
The dead rise
Love is reborn
And keeps no record of wrongs
Anthony Wade 12/18/07