Under the Gaze

Things we shout from mountain tops

Every secret, silent thought

Even when we think it's not

It's all within His hearing

Highs and lows and in-betweens

Watersheds and old routines

There's no hidden fear or dream

That He does not see clearly

Everything we do for love

All the times we lack thereof

Whether we rise above or fall…it's all

Under the knowing

Under the loving

All things are always

Under the gaze…Under the gaze of God

Sunday morning holiness

Weary weekday restlessness

Days we walk in righteousness

Days we try to fake it

He who made the earth and sky

Keeps it under watchful eye

Never once does He divide

Secular and sacred

Every atom bears His mark

Like every inch of who we are

And every beat of every heart remains in place

Under the knowing…

Every hair is measured

Every prayer is treasured

And though we try to hide from sight

All there is that isn't right

Still He calls us to the light

Shining all around us

And though we run time after time

And lose all hope and lose our minds

The moment we turn back we find

That He's already found us

'Cause never does He fall asleep

Never does He fail to keep

His arms around you and me and so we know…

We're under the knowing…