301 Purple at Dusk
As the light fades from the sky
I find beauty still, nearby.
Color, God’s exclamation.
“Look here!”, He tells me.
And I stop, and still my soul
I know His glory, His affection.
As the light fades from the sky
I find beauty still, nearby.
Color, God’s exclamation.
“Look here!”, He tells me.
And I stop, and still my soul
I know His glory, His affection.