Beneath the heavens’ vast expanse, Where golden sunbeams gently dance, Jesus walks with quiet grace, A smile upon His sacred face.
The fields, adorned in vibrant bloom, With colors bursting, banish gloom, And as He strolls through meadows wide, His heart is light, His eyes are bright.
The birds sing hymns of pure delight, Their songs ascend to heaven’s height, And every note, a joyful praise, Reflects the love in Jesus’ gaze.
He pauses by a crystal stream, Where waters shimmer, gently gleam, He dips His hand, the ripples play, In sunlight’s warm, embracing ray.
The children gather ’round His feet, With laughter pure, their joy replete, He blesses each with tender care, Their spirits lifted by His prayer.
The gentle breeze through olive trees, Whispers soft with nature’s ease, And in this moment, calm and sweet, He finds a world where hearts can meet.
The day unfolds, a perfect blend, Of peace and love that knows no end, And Jesus, in the sun’s embrace, Finds solace in this sacred space.
For in the light of golden day, He sees the path, the holy way, Where every soul, both great and small, Is cherished by the Lord of all.
One response to “In the Sunlight of His Grace”
So inspiring