You'll hear it in a baby's sweet laughter.
You'll see it in those beautiful skies.
The beauty nobody realizes they see until
you point it out.
We walk this Earth, waiting to see His
beautiful work.
Not realizing as we watch children play
hear a preacher preach, or see, yet another
beautiful day.
God's beauty existed the day He brought
forth the lands and seas.
The moment He filled a man's lungs
with precious air.
God's beauty existed when that eagle
flew across a beautiful blue sky.
The second another life came
crying into this world.
You don't have to be an intellectual
person to see the beauty of God's
work.
To decipher every minuscule miracle,
is what takes away the mystery and
beauty of what He does.

You'll hear it in a baby's sweet laughter.
You'll see it in those beautiful skies.

God's Beauty