The Wonders Of His Love - Philip Bailey

The beating drums in deep forgotten forest floors

A rhythm dance in tribal doors

Reach the river shore

Pounding the wonders of His love

A samba sways in cooling rain when sun gets hot

Siesta time, they close the shop

The guitars gently rock

Strumming the wonders of His love

Oh, eyes have seen

All the ordinary things of every day

They’re more than what they seem

Yes, ears have heard

All the symphonies of sounds in every way

Telling all the world

The wonders of His love

It’s Mardi Gras

A band is playing in the street

An easy syncopated beat

Hear the trumpet sing

Wailing the wonders of His love

Graffiti walls

A crowd is gathered round to watch

The kids are breakin' and they pop

The blaster never stops

Blaring the wonders of His love

Oh, eyes have seen

All the ordinary things of every day

They’re more than what they seem

Yes, ears have heard

All the symphonies of sounds in every way

Telling all the world

The wonders of His love

Come everyone

We’ll sing a song

We’ll celebrate the love and greatness of the Holy One

In every place

In every face

Shine the wonders of His love

Oh, eyes have seen

All the ordinary things of every day

They’re more than what they seem

Yes, ears have heard

All the symphonies of sounds in every way

Telling all the world

That everything

We have seen, heard, touched and breathed

And felt

We have all beheld

The wonders of His love