Lyrics
Sun peaks over hill now
Reaching out across the valley
Pink sky with lazy clouds
Tells me that the daytime comes
Ah, there's a moving splendor
In the music of His band
Ah, sharing awesome grandeur
In the making of His hand
So gentle with the little things
Yet mighty with the grand
So gentle with the little things
Yet mighty with the grand
Songbird singing joins the music
Wind-wrapped and treetop-sent
Blackbirds winging through the colors
Dreamy dancing silhouettes
Ah, there's a moving splendor
In the music of His band
Ah, sharing awesome grandeur
In the makings of His hand
So gentle with the little things
Yet mighty with the grand
So gentle with the little things
Yet mighty with the grand
Ah, there's a moving splendor
In the music of His band
Ah, sharing awesome grandeur
In the making of His hand...