Disciple of God!

The Crying Sun

At the lake a man rests,
The water is a mirror to the clouds.
The sun shines through the sky
While angels cry, "Holy, holy, holy
Are you Lord, God Almighty."

Rain falls and the sun is reflected in tears,
Our Majesties beauty blazes and the lake ripples.
The man hides his face; he is unworthy of God's glory.
The Dove sings as rays of sun beam and rain fall.
The sweet sound of love and grace.