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Small Things

Susan Cantey (c) 2008

Verse 1

Sleeping bags 'neath a starry sky,

Cricket songs filling the night,

God seems far away,

Till I hear my daughter pray,

Now I lay me down to sleep,

I pray the Lord my soul to keep.

 

Chorus

My God's in the small things,

A song that a child sings,

Roses in the evening,

Or a warm summer breeze,

When life overwhelms me,

He sends small mercies,

If I wonder where God has been,

I'll find Him in the small things.

 

Verse 2

The sun comes up, a new day starts,

Dawn doesn't wait for broken hearts,

Making daisy chains and skipping stones,

Watching the ants as they scurry home,

A little girl laughs and tosses her hair,

I look in her eyes and see her daddy there.

 

Bridge

A grain of sand becomes a pearl,

Drops of water form a waterfall,

Notes on a page: a symphony,

And God uses a small voice, when He talks to me.