[Intro]
A quiet hush over the stairs of dawn, a whispered name begins to rise.
[Verse 1]
In the mirror of the skies, a man walks soft with weathered hands,
Carrying the weight of stories, gentle tides within his eyes.
He speaks of mercy like a river, steady, wide, and true,
A simple vow to lift the fallen, to see the world anew.
[Pre-Chorus]
If love is a road, he walks it slow,
With every breath, he lets compassion grow.
[Chorus]
God as a man, a face of grace in glass,
Not a thundercloud, but calm that lasts.
He builds a cradle with the hands that heal,
And teaches us to listen, to feel.
[Verse 2]
He starts with bread and breakable dawns, passing warmth to every street,
A father’s patience in the corner shop, a savior’s mercy in the seed.
The world may shout with noise and doubt, but he speaks in quiet deeds,
Choosing footprints over boasts, planting courage like a seed.
[Pre-Chorus]
If love is a road, he walks it slow,
With every breath, he lets compassion grow.
[Chorus]
God as a man, a face of grace in glass,
Not a thundercloud, but calm that lasts.
He builds a cradle with the hands that heal,
And teaches us to listen, to feel.
[Bridge]
If you doubt the light, look in his hands,
Mark the lines where mercy stands.
A everyday miracle in human form,
A shelter from the raging storm.
[Chorus]
God as a man, a face of grace in glass,
Not a thundercloud, but calm that lasts.
He builds a cradle with the hands that heal,
And teaches us to listen, to feel.
[Outro]
So carry his quiet fire through the night,
Let love be the veil that turns the night to light.
