The Opening of Eyes …

That day I saw beneath dark clouds
the passing light over the water
and I heard the voice of the world speak out,
I knew then, as I had before
life is no passing memory of what has been
nor the remaining pages in a great book
waiting to be read.

It’s the opening of eyes long closed.
It’s the vision of far off things
seen for the silence they hold.
It’s the heart after years
of secret conversing
speaking out loud in the clear air.

It’s Moses in the desert
fallen to his knees before the lit bush.
It’s the man throwing away his shoes
as if to enter heaven
and finding himself astonished,
opened at last,
fallen in love with solid ground.
— David Whyte from Songs for Coming Home

Unveil My Eyes

VERSE 1
My eyes watch for herald angels
My heart longs for news they bring
Melodies emblazoned boldly
With news of our coming King
With news of our King

VERSE 2
When storms gather on horizons
And when quaking breaks the ground
My soul sings “O Lord come quickly”
Come and part these darkened clouds
Come and part these clouds

CHORUS
Unveil my eyes
Let me see beyond my own sight
Where angels fly and fight for me
Unveil my eyes
Keep my focus ever on You
And let me see the things You see

VERSE 3
You who bring the morning’s mercies
Bring Your kingdom to my heart
Until You return in glory
Lift my eyes from ground to stars
Lift my eyes to stars

BRIDGE
Echoes of heaven all around me
Celestial armies claiming ground
The war invisible compels me
And makes me long for heaven’s crown

Echos of Wonder by Salt Of The Sound (MP3)
Words and Music by Leora Caylor and Jeff Caylor

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