To see the gentle breeze bend blades of grass
Watch the trees sway in the breeze
It brings to mind the Spirit of God
And the thought brings me to my knees
For in the power of the sun and moon
And the force in the waves of the seas
There in lies the Spirit of God
And the thought brings me to my knees
So as I look in awe and wonder
At the majesty of all these
Realizing His Spirit is within me
The thought brings me to my knees.