His Eyes

Sometimes His eyes were gentle and filled with laughter

And sometimes they cried

Sometimes there was a fire of Holy anger

In Jesus' eyes

But the eyes that saw hope in the hopeless

That saw through the fault to the need

Are the same eyes that look down from heaven

Into the deepest part of you and me

And His eyes are always upon us

His eyes never close in sleep

And no matter where you go

You will always be in His eyes

In His eyes

Sometimes His voice comes calling like rolling thunder

Or like driving rain

And sometimes His voice is quiet and we start to wonder

If He knows our pain

But He who spoke peace to the water

Cares more for our hearts than the waves

And the voice that once said, "You're forgiven."

Still says, "You're forgiven", today

Today

Sometimes I look above me when stars are shining

And I feel so small

How could the God of heaven and all creation

Know I'm here at all

But then in the silence He whispers:

"My child, I created you too

and you're my most precious creation

I even gave my Son for you."

And His eyes are always upon you

His eyes never close in sleep

and no matter where you go

you will always be in His eyes

no matter where you go

you will always be in His eyes

Sometimes His eyes were gentle

and filled with laughter