A Cold Heart Turns

Power thunder, lightning bolts
Rushing wind, a waterfall
Babies' cry a mother’s tears
Humming river, rustling leaves
He’s calling loud and clearly
He’s saying «Won't you hear Me»
We see Him everywhere
And still we roll on by
Winter snow, a fire’s warmth
Summer’s day, a cold heart turns
Peaceful place, a helping hand
Kindly words, a smiling face
He was God but one of us
A king who had a servant’s heart
Born to die so we might live
His reason was His Father’s will
Power thunder, lightning bolts
Rushing wind, a waterfall
Winter snow, a fire’s warmth
Summer’s day, a cold heart turns